Treasure Island

Alex Kenneh

(02/10/1992 / Philadelphia)

Dreams 3


These dreams be stirring me up at night. Insight a bit off can't see much with my intuition.
Give me a second, still blurry vision, just got up; can't see right. The same can be said when I gaze at you; someone with an extremely bright future or perfect personality.
This type of stuff certainly matters to me. In my short beginning I have had the pleasure of meeting enough runner ups, but I consider you a nominee. Precious physique that men come back from war for.
Definitely the one I would serve in arms for. It is true you be from my dreams, and we can come true.

Submitted: Saturday, October 29, 2011
Edited: Thursday, March 14, 2013

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