Mr. Error
mIstER ErRoR. ..
I don't look old do I? ...Well I am... ew...
Where do I live? Good question.
...I will not get back to you on that on.
And as of my dearest? Well yes, her name was Dream...
I love talking about her. She is and was my light!
She was gorgeous, an angel!
I speak of her so I can get my closure, Lord know I need it.
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