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Dec 2020
Boy
Stakes are high
So is your tail
You say it's not your fault
But that means nothing at all
It's written all over your face boy
You wrote it on my bedroom wall

Tide is low
So is your soul
You think that you've got *****
But that just means you're small
It's written all over the place boy
I read it in a bathroom stallΒ Β 

But I gotta say
This dance...
In a way
It makes me happy
Songs I wrote when I was 18. They sound a lot better with music.
Zoe Mae
Written by
Zoe Mae  40/F/Massachusetts
(40/F/Massachusetts)   
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