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Jan 2018
let’s

play darts.

i will stand by

that wall; you should

aim and aim for my heart.

paint my white t-shirt red or

wait, white and red make pink.

just throw them, don’t even blink.

cause if you do, you’ll miss my pain;

i’m sorry, but i can’t cry again and again.

i’m sure it will wash off, where is the sink?
Written by
Shashank  20/M/Dallas, TX
(20/M/Dallas, TX)   
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