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what doesn't **** you makes you fight yourself to bring both a knife and a gun to the fight behind the club on your kitchen floor on the rooftop of your old middle school tho this is not Fight Club and you are not Tyler D you fight by shutting down by a private debate; offender vs defender vs the spite your left hook is to resist the urge to cut off all your friends and maybe some skin doesn't always land but you box your best some days you grab your own shirt collar back meets the wall, a stern stare you flinch - never know if it's about though love, shaking in some sense or will loser hit the asphalt
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Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 10:41 PM UTC
my nemesis is not Tyler D
what doesn't **** you makes you fight yourself to bring both a knife and a gun to the fight behind the club on your kitchen floor on the rooftop of your old middle school tho this is not Fight Club and you are not Tyler D you fight by shutting down by a private debate; offender vs defender vs the spite your left hook is to resist the urge to cut off all your friends and maybe some skin doesn't always land but you box your best some days you grab your own shirt collar back meets the wall, a stern stare you flinch - never know if it's about though love, shaking in some sense or will loser hit the asphalt
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21/Non-binary/time loop
Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 10:41 PM UTC
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