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It's all fuzzy

by EBTI

I am my mothers daughter I am no daughter to my father That ship sailed a long time ago Driven by my sister that I have right now She is her mothers mother She is the soul of all the lovers She told you, you're a getter And im a filler, so fill them up with poetry Get a hold of them, she got a hold of me “Can you see something?” She asked No it's all fuzzy My mom told me, they tried to conceal me Tried to take a breath but, it's all fuzzy So she's a killer! Tried to run but guess what? She's a fast runner.
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