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Apr 2014
i know you're bad...

but *******
******* your looks
my eyes are hooked
you should be booked
for aesthetic crime
so fineΒ Β 

*******

handcuff my mind
the cities grime
your street-light sublime
my ball and chain
beauty profane.

*******

graffiti heart
in a shopping cart
you pick my pockets
street scam smart

*******

knife to my soul
tag my wall
pretty on parole
let's brawl

*******
*******.


-r0
I like it rough.
reflectionzero
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