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Bed


Keeping spot of secrets

Making up your bed then you have to lay in your very bed that you didn't put there but you sleep in every night

Its many ways to make your bed up

But its up to you, the way you make it up

The things we try to stuff under our beds

Forget and ever time, saying we would clean it up but we never do

Sometimes were lazy and make extra activities we try to do to cover up our duties

Life goes on and on even when we don't take care of our mess

Beauty in the mess beauty even through the rest

When people are picking all the goods

Getting all the cash crops

Leaving the rest

But the rest can sometimes be the best

Seeing with my eyes I can tell but I never deprive my secrets

 
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