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Oct 2017
My mother told me to never trust a sweet talker
so that’s what I became.
Cupid and his demons created their evil
through my father’s DNA.

I was built to design happiness
then exploit its flaws.
Never trust a sweet talker,
it’s in our blood to ravage all.
Branden Youngs
Written by
Branden Youngs  Sad City, WA
(Sad City, WA)   
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