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Teenagers

Know-it-all revelation celebration deflated with a

"no you ******* don't"

Cartesian cliche quotation.

So imagine mom's elation when she finally shut the **** up and moved up in conformist ranks

set trends and bred friends.

Thanks!

Thanks friends. Without you I'm just some pearly whites,

a sundress and a skewed perception of what is wrong and what is right

Future bright, like some little paper lantern glowing

but if the flame kisses pulp than than just gulp and take up sewing.

Because you're growing with the notion you're just some fish up in the ocean attracting fish nets with fishnets floatinghopingchoking

Choking on your words over 3 syllables it's a drag

I'm feeling bad

for the fact that I'm a man

**** you dad.

A slight ephebophillic fascination for the fairy folk

Till she spoke, and ruined the illusion I was going for

Little girls turned shiny objects

auctioned off to flyest bidder

Quit her after several children, physical evidence you did her

Hit her too, I feel the burden bared by my sister,

hung on the bottom rung just because her organs are within her.

teenaged girls are wasted on the their Y possessed cohorts

***** and ****** so guess what? your mother was a ***** too

Our system's banging **** ******* "get money" funny we weren't singing that song getting tucked in by our mommys

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Written by
night-owl
American
Published
Nov 3, 2011
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Notes

unfinished-ish. This will be a song eventually

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