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Jun 2018
I had no right to call you stupid and conceited.
When clearly i had other options… and i mean it.
I’m so sincere, you might - just faint straight away…
And since my iphone has a camera
Too dumb to hate your face….

You make me hurl that type of expletive
Nobody know what the heck it is.
I can’t believe. But There it Is !
You’re a ******* like -
it’s an imperative !
A mean drunk
who thinks that’s
Hilarious.

The way you *****
That Chica like - “ Theeeere It Is “.
then  “ wet-back, go back to China, ***** !“
Like some ****** that don’t know
what time it Is !

So my Clock Ticks a Tock Till you Tick me off.
Can’t blame a brother when the Other’s a Punk.
Another Goose Steppin’ *******
That I deal wit for fun.

I’d crack a joke
But then i look at you
Already The Pun.
Like some idiot prodigy
Stuck on one minus
one.
Third Eye Candy
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Third Eye Candy  M/USA
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