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Time to Rhyme
Sometimes I just have to rap. Yes, this means I use extremely bad language to explore wildly inappropriate topics. I’m sorry. I’m not especially proud that I’m a walking Urban Dictionary—capable of...
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Endless Love
If there is anything I love more than an angst-filled love song, I’m not sure what it is. As long as the lyrics are overflowing with abject longing and wanting, I’m not even picky about genre. If the...
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My Lyrical Life
Music is my second language. My sister nailed it over Christmas when she said I was bi-singual. She lit up and repeated it, “Bi-singual!” Then she bowed and strutted away like a boss. I can’t sing...
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Time to Rhyme
Sometimes I just have to rap. Yes, this means I use extremely bad language to explore wildly inappropriate topics. I’m sorry. I’m not especially proud that I’m a walking Urban Dictionary—capable of...
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Endless Love
If there is anything I love more than an angst-filled love song, I’m not sure what it is. As long as the lyrics are overflowing with abject longing and wanting, I’m not even picky about genre. If the...
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My Lyrical Life
Music is my second language. My sister nailed it over Christmas when she said I was bi-singual. She lit up and repeated it, “Bi-singual!” Then she bowed and strutted away like a boss. I can’t sing...
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