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Feb 15
Not a happy individual,
Call me Grumpy, of the 7
I may look young,
But trust me,
I’m older than eleven,

Go away,
I bite,
And am quite prone to startin’, a fight.
Not angry…
Call me ******.
And I see absolutely no way,
That we can coexist.
Postal Leo
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Postal Leo  16/M/Good Ol' Texas
(16/M/Good Ol' Texas)   
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