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Fake Everything

Sir/madam genderfluid, xe calls to me

****** heart bricked like a dead battery

news of fear hits xis soul

like an update from mom on your pornhub roll

we're all #1 now there's not much to dread

when good and God are everything including dead

 

Xe responds defensively to this misty accusation

a biracial silver tongue dry in xis mouth

shame brought to the soy-powered community,

Eye forgot, again, that unity isn't really unity

spoke the wrong hashviolence which proves xheir point -

off with its head & burn down the whole joint.

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Published
May 9, 2017
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#fake#news
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