Eye B. FLYin Biography

A poetic pirate I've been named well
I sail, I fly from heaven to hell

Love appears and rears
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A blood red moon
Makes witches swoon

The'll stay off their brooms tonight
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The finest love feels like
the finest meal served by
a hot nude waitress, wearing
a nonchalant smile
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Where is love lost?
Where is love found?

under the sheets
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