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May 2015
For every follower I gain, I lose three
And it's so sickly hilarious to me
Sometimes I guess the honest things I say
Scare some folks and make them run away

My filter is broken, so run if you must
Only time will tell when yours too will bust
But my words just flow freely, I don't let them hide
I unleash all the rotten things I hold inside

****, ****, **** are just a few words you might read
And if you're offended by that,Β then unfollow me, indeed
I hate on lots of things that other people tend to love
Like the imaginary friend you call your Great Father Above

So if you don't like the things I write, you'll feel so much richer
When you click the "Following" button across from my picture
Arlo Disarray
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Arlo Disarray  In your imagination
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