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Jul 2019
Living with a dead smile.

Like giving presence to a dead child.

I'm on a mili  second kinda

Tread mill. 

With a head (real)

Getting ten miles before it

(Gets still.)

Like a mediocre reason.

I'm still living 

In £pretend smiles.£

When meteoric.

Was the mentor

I believed was gonna

**** what I imagined was

In bed still......

It's like Jordan

The olanzapine

Isn't helping ...man pretend its* 8 mile

*******.

Listen to the greatest emcee.

Growing healthy.....

But still a fake smile.
()

Eminem.

Your my ****

Like 2 enemas. 

Just went on*
( date night.

And had a baby 

That turned out to be the gay type

I know you still support

Us **** 

Regardless of the stage fright


You brought gays

In the early stages

Of your fame hype ..still it ain't right*

I'm rocking pride flag

Before I jump the shady 

Train right.
**


But **** the world.

I know your name.

Means wolf

In dying language.

 I sign my name beside
Jordan Gablehouse
Written by
Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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