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Dec 2019
Never once had friends
New essentials.
Now I cant ever leave em.
Pretend. Were valkyries.
With discipline from heavens..
Benevolent. And ****.
Reese. I love your head.
You so beautiful.
Not knowing. How your worth.
Was priceless. To your death n
Lyssa. Your not shy.
Your eyes are weapons.
Lacey. Your a graceful song.
Chaotic. Mess. But your the best.
Never forget. Shiina.
Your my  queenie.
Need my genie. To grant you every good event. To bring you men.
That you never woulda met.
And hold your head.
In heavens blessings
Ebony. Your a wedding dress.
So silky. And well kept.
Though your parents.
Thought you were best kept.
In the attic. Till you managed.
To evict. The past.
And see the fabric. Bless your chest.
I'm jealous of your *******
Never shame your body.
Your intoxicating to the senses
You **** vixens.
Were so delicious. Ain't it ****.
When you asking him.
For filling your night.
With passion.
Not to pack it full of filler
Like lays packages chips
In plastic *****.
Asking jackylyn.
How come her body is amazing.
But shedont see it.
Crime observed.
No rcmp. To write a ticket.
*** shes to fine. And doesn't
Act it. It's a tradgedy.
She wrote the book on hotness
**** that snot a compliment
She wrote the ******* manuscript
Than next is hailey Kastendieck
Shes the best. Not coming second
To anyone. Shes the angel
In a whiskey glass.
And the shades you need.
To keep a candle lit.
When its pitch blackness.
In the world with out her
Heart to illuminate the path of sanity
Amidst the madness grips...
And sha. Is my badest *****.
I pray she knows. I never hated
For a second.
Shes my reckless. *****.
Her husband's going to need an army.
To break that mustang.
Fore he saddles it...
Shes the gravity. Between. The planets
Her madness is my habitat.
Steven is my man. I wanted bad ****
But never imagined.
He'd be rapped up in so much bad ****
That I'd feel like I couldn't help
Him brings me sadness.
Tyler my little native gangster.
Hope the Angel's make him practice.
Loving within himself.
Till he fades away his vision from the blackness.
And Ricky and jack jack.
Hope you goofs.
Find proof your awesome
In the memories you gotta leave
In bags.
R.i.p. your futures brighter.
And this vacuums cordless and its bagless
**** up all the good ****
Love you all. I prolly forgot
About a million souls I love on this planet.
In a hospital for mental health
But my diagnosis bad *****
Jordan Gablehouse
Written by
Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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