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May 2016
Oz
So let me set **** straight
And try to illuminate
The essence of beginning
That you culminate
Nice guy?
Terminate
Erradicate
Attempt to dictate
With no knowledge of my state
At any rate
Sweetheart
You're nothing but a game
That thinks it can play
But hey
Sometimes
Deep down we find
Walking that straight line
Is getting a little crooked
Project your actions on to me
Because that's what I'm meant to be
I'm an example of who not to be
What not to see
Take the key
And open your mind
This world spins faster and faster
Hurling toward disaster

You think you hurt me
But you're just an after thought
You think you're pristine
But you're not.
My heart beats
With one girl in mind
And she isn't you
You look on me with disdain
While I smile
And rhyme away my pain

You had a friend in me
But now you've blown it
You think you know me
But you don't know ****

My temper was even

But

No more Mr. nice Steven
Steven Forrester
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Steven Forrester  32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ
(32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ)   
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