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Apr 2019
he's trying to fix his guitar, all he has is a string
he's trying to fix his marriage, all he has is a ring
and she's hugging on the man infested with acid
trying to keep all his ducks in his basket
meanwhile the chief faces evil disguised as a faker
the truth is written on the man made from paper
edit: first line "shoes" to "guitar"
badtaste
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badtaste  20/M/Murray, Kentucky
(20/M/Murray, Kentucky)   
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