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May 2014
You looked for my buttons
With nerve and steady pace
Licking my muttons
I loved your sweet-
+Taste-
+Of victim's meat
This you sought in loving me
It helps you to feel complete
I know this-
+Truly-
+Do I miss
The way you made me feel?
My heart filled up with zeal
As I-
+Reminisce-
+About the nights we had
I'm afraid I'll resist
For my health it's-
+Bad-
+For I'm betwixt
A rock and a hard place
Feelings all a mixed
I'm slowly losing-
+Face-
+This simple musing
Like Dexter's DeeDee
BOOM...My la bora tory
T    y   s    a              g
  o    o   o    m        n
          u          u    i
                     ­     s

My Buttons all scattered
My world a tilt-o-whirl
I fade into red
I hate you stupid girl

Sorry for my hasty reactions
I know I blew my top
You only had the best intentions
But Sweets I couldn't stop

Just like a Sour Patch Kid
Sweet, Sour, Gone
I wasn't sure if you did
Ever love me at all
Jonathan B Wilson
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Jonathan B Wilson  29/M/765, IN
(29/M/765, IN)   
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