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Dec 2019
My daughters clever.
My sons the moon
And never shy.
From right in action.
Clever guy
They catch my heart
And keep it captive.
To knew or lie.
Never rumored minds
My truth inside.
The moonlit glow that knew his eyes.
Were a letter.
Clever like his baby sister.
List the minutes.
Left. For little minds.
Who grew like vines
To run away.
Like fabric. Come unravelled.
From my knitting knives.
But never mind.
It's never why.
I made mine into a better life.
Left drugs aside.
My breathe inside. A testify.
My hope like **** is my.
Last vocation.
Till exctacy. Corrects my spine.
And next its finally  **** guys.
Keep a secret.
Recipe. Is greedy.
Feed my chest.
*** ******* are Robin hood.
But not as good.
And my arms are her majesty.
Come forth my maker
Take me.
Have me. Break my body.
Savagely. Asking you to ravage me.
Damage is my scale. To weigh.
My attraction.
To a class of man.
Or god that tells me
Beauty is a complex.
Only witless
Women seem to manage.
God bless now **** me up
Give me ****.
I'm actually asking
But just in case it doesn't happen.
Bless my mind.
I'll understand.
Still happy. You have me.
Can I get at least one like on this one. Like come on. You guys read my ****. It's good. Pleaseshowsome support. I'm part of this world. I'm sorry I dont read yours. Forgive me I will
Jordan Gablehouse
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Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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