story of an african son

Am high but fine Alive trying no to die tonight You lit me a Christmas light and left with my wrapped delights It's fine, it's all fine Better him than a nigga who try to buy your lovely smile Am high but really fine I write this after stalking your twenty eight pictures online It's funny how you blow my mind Even months after we never said goodbye It's fine I ain't lying Missing moments that were never mine Am high on the mountain side It's nice you on my mind Therapeutic for a time, something like a mild high It's fine, most of the time But happy you found someone who find the time Am high but it's life Look back to the night we met Shy and a little smile If I had see us through, it would have been something nice But am fine most of the time It's better to feel pain than nothing at all Images; pinterest 

Pictures of life cover the Sunday times The Bible in one hand my problems on the other Seated among the mass looking for the answers Eyes to the sky knees to the ground, heaven hear me now Special call to the one on the thrown Your dear sinner is on the phone He seeks safety in your name He comes with much on his soul It's been years since I last called Am sorry but the pride had me caught up Been fighting this demons on my own To tell the truth I don't know how I got this far Been lost in the darkness Thinking I found the way  Calling now feeling like I need a change An angel standing by me  I don't know how to do this the right way I hope you hear me pray  AMEN  Images ; pinterest 

Mixing Mary with some uppers Flexing through the foreplay leaving her all messed up Licking the liquor dripping from her nipples Sucking and biting through her intense free fall Grinding and riding me ragged Showing more than your nasty side Enjoying your high as you ash on my spin Giggling as you touch the teeth marks left on your back side You are a freak, it's nothing to be ashamed  Crushing my windpipe, you love it when I choke My lusty little demon You fuck me likes it's the season Pussy juice all on my thighs Cleaning me up before taking another ride At climax you hold it tight, "you ain't Nutting till I say it's time" =      Images- Twitter (zombie booty) 

Like wanting Christmas in June You're just far enough to be a mood Years lost in the search  For someone that's lost in time Pretended to be doing fine Till the act became life Now am packed in the handicapped side Don't think I can leave this time Gone the days of walking in circles Just trying to walk past you Gone is the hope that saw me to Emotion diel on low Taming even the one below Putting myself on hold Waiting for the next one to call                      the_wandererr