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mpdg (mending people demands glue)

assign me a piece of your mind and to the bottom of my rucksack it’ll go and its whispering will shake all the change and bad and same i keep stuffed in there too and send shrapnel singing straight at my heart but don’t worry baby, it’s as tough as brand new pleather and don’t fret sweetie as though i don’t really have the funds as long as what seeps ‘tween front teeth as whispered ammunition is still friendly fire as i hold your pan, i’m your darling refugee but don’t feel bad about it honey 'cos if you smile just right, then we’re a rainbow 'cos i’m the sun and you’re just rain 'cos hell is hot and raindrops have halos ( i said that cos you can’t trust people not to get mixed up) but please, please, don’t be offended you aren’t the first person to be so dependant please, please, cut the drugs that you’re taking and send some to someone whose fingers aren’t quaking please, please, pass me the rum, consult a dentist re: bleeding gums, please, please, just let me cry, fuck your equations, don’t be so polite, please, please, please go away, don't pretend not to hate me and promise to say nothing at all but what is true “that bitch only gave me standard super glue”
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olli-niyi-awosusi
Nigerian
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Oct 10, 2012
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