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Feb 2020
I’ll be anew
Right standing you too
Scars rebrand jewels
Aligning their rooms

I see a few
Standing like tattoos
All colors threw
Supposed to be true

Classroom fires go
Endemic strip shows
Go see abbey road
On the tv show

I want to lose
Something I’ll cue
I am so rude
Kissing you
Put me in jail
I’ll go to hell
A wicked priest
Running after me
Written by
Trout  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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