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Jul 2017
So words ain't ****
I'm full of it
And you're not
So what's the plot
Is it just a game
Seems just the same
Why you playing
I can't tell from what you saying
All those fools got you trippin
So much attention got you slipping
It's cool I won't mind
I'm not blind
Do your thing
What can I bring
Like you need permission
I won't be another addition
To your group of thirst
I won't settle for anything less than first
Frankie Castro
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Frankie Castro  M/California
(M/California)   
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