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Misfit Motherfuckers

Yeah, we're broken, Torn apart and led astray, Scarred by wounds you never see, Jaded against the world and it's beliefs. We are the misfit motherfuckers, That keep loving through the pain, Because we'll take the hits for the rest, Because we know that we are the best. So raise your bruised arms up high, Let the world see your black eyes, Cuz we know we're misfit motherfuckers, And we're proud to bleed for you.
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jack-jenkins
30 / M
Published
Mar 1, 2017
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14·75
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#poem#poetry#broken#pride#proud#defiance#motherfucker#jack#misfit#jenkins
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