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Jul 2019
He'd wig and the angry itch.
Yes ******* right.
I'm insane and ****.
A notoriously crazy *****
That rocks like.
Naked 80s hits.
Nolstagic.
For the gayest ****.
Like cornrows braiding.
Up your staff...
*** it's more ape like.
Than our ancestral
Relationship.....

I say this ****...
Knowing I could save the world.
Or maybe make em feel
It's so worth saving ****....
No matter what ******* race you is.
Or if your old or fat.
Allergic to a cat.
Or rocking braces *****....
You rich.
You slow
You like oasis wonderwall.
And Robert gowans ******* greatest hits......
Those are both good jams.
So if you like em don't think I'm saying ****...
I just meant I won't alienate you
Never
Like the older kids did when they was raising us
I wanted to be gangster so bad.
Eventually made em knew
That I'm a ****** kid.

Got accepted by some ride or dies.
And flagged by some ***** hater kids...

Now I live like I'm a Roman candle.
But I'm not staging flames
In no relationship.
I'm aimed at making everybody understand.
My angel like nature and my satan ****.
I'm bad but not perfect.
I'm great but not okay with it.
I'll laugh at you sometimes.
So were even. For all of the related ****
Insinuated. Im the bad guy Like I'm a killer.
With a ****** wit.
I prefer to think your
All my brothers grimsby.
Bout to get massaged by the real
****** kid
And I rush in and ******* save your ****.
Not knowing it's a therapist

Why do I struggle with basic languages. Oh **** *******  there it is....
So cut my shoes off and judge me.
For the frozen feet... I'm always wearing kid
I live in anguish with
Maybe one day.
Make Julien leplay
Perform a benefit for cardio vasc.
Deficiencies. Parkinsons.
And all the **** that's cancerous
While I blaze cannabis.
With the cancer kids
Until we realize we are merely just a glimmer of eternal light.
Gliding through a path of tricks.
That reflects a common sense
We pass as Devine knowings.
Through our ancestry **** and family ****....
We reflect this light
In all that's grown.
Inside our tangled garden we call
Intangible. Until the Angel's
Need an apple quick.
Than see a child return.
As a rebirth.
Or pathway that demasks the tricks.
And ask yourself.
How can a devil
Be so graceful.
I reply.
*** I'm a cancer kid
Save the world. Love life. Quick style
Jordan Gablehouse
Written by
Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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