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May 2019
I just wanna settle down,
Not in a town,
But in a throne,
With a crown,
No such thing as a frown when I'm here,
Yet there's such a thing as fear,
What I hear by my ear could possibly be tears.

I'm a ******* stupid dreamer,
Listen to me because I'm getting meaner,
This isn't my demeanor either,
I'm just a ***** mouth-breather.

Frustrated because I'm not there,
Watch as the air gets heavier,
My legs bare of flesh,
I'm a fresh threat,
of a system of mass warfare.

I'm not a king and that's a problem,
Set up those marksmen and watchmen,
postmortem clever little criminal.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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