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Jun 2023
Everything time you slip away,
I cannot take, I start to break.
Cause you make my mind race.
With these thoughts of lust,
And these thoughts of hate.
I swear without you, I go insane.
The monkeys are out of the barrel.
I can’t be hushed, I cannot taste.
Gotta shake this cage, and get away.

I… am a lost boy.
Without his Wendy.
Sail me to neverland,
To lose myself within the shadows
Lose myself in the land of plenty.

Finding myself hooked,
To materials, to you.
Even though you’re a crocodile,
I can’t help but to pursue.
I can’t help but to look,
Longingly like a crook.
I yearn for what I cannot attain.
Maybe that’s why you see me as a child.
I’m just a lost boy to you.

An object of disdain.
Perhaps I crave this pain?
The enjoyment of riding the waves,
Of the hurricane!

I… am a lost boy.
Without his Wendy.
Sail me to neverland,
To lose myself within the shadows
Lose myself in the land of plenty.
Classy J
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Classy J  27/M/Medicine Hat
(27/M/Medicine Hat)   
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