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Apr 2017
did you ever get enough
courage to squeeze
your *****, if that
pain was cancer
it still will be
you left that girl
five days ago
do you still leave your
hate in your heart
did the dream **** you
do I write for the dead
the only words I remember
my father said
don't ever hang your head
if only he'd said something
about the rest of me
and my neck
did you get drunk, yet
Written by
joe thorpe  36/M/cape cod
(36/M/cape cod)   
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   Naiha
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