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They giggle They glare They think what they think I smile A prance I do what I do So boohoo For the ones who ask permission And need insight To believe they're a person There are people who **** out of their mouths It's not my job to wipe for them
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 2:36 PM UTC
Embrace
They giggle They glare They think what they think I smile A prance I do what I do So boohoo For the ones who ask permission And need insight To believe they're a person There are people who **** out of their mouths It's not my job to wipe for them
Be you.
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 2:36 PM UTC
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