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Aug 2021
Who am I to judge the lie?

Start where I let you *******
And bumber dandy liller down in that canoe
The sylabyls speak slytherin everybody knows
Slow down fat ***
I’m so sorry mother for never learning to know
And also for the things I never cared to show
Back to my limbizzeringbiscuit try to catch me cuz my limp ***** is just magestic and when the flood gates open watch the square footage exponentially get equipped but why oh my does my guy require protection from the land mines of time
And god oh my why are my mind flooded with images of the other kind
and why oh why the thought of the oppo site gets me all kit and canoodled in to your ***** bride

The blame games dead
Perhaps I’ll achieve
Perhaps I’ll be a revolutionary
Just tread carefully because every action has an equal and opposite reaction and the love we give becomes hate and visa versa
James Schreiber
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James Schreiber  25/M
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