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Jan 2021
All these tiny outstretched hands
Doing everything they can to hold me
When they get there that's where I take issue with you
You insult her with your sluggish attitude and careless demeanor!

But I'll take help where i find it
Cursing curses never helps
I do not find my hands lazy, I say
As the blood seeps back into them
A pale and nervous man said.hoping to excite life in the naked mirror

Oh well that's... That's coming along great!
bennu
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bennu  26/South Philadelphia
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