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Sep 2014
Her heart
never came enabled
with any thing
that could keep it stable
it fills my head full of ***** I don't give
so unless you get it together
*******, see you later

And my head
won't exactly function
in the way
that I know that I need, I
set ship, to sail with out a compass
cos when you're young and stupid
you seldom ******* use it.

now in bed
we're underneath and in to
make noise
no normal person would do
a faint beet you could hear from her sleeve says
I'll get it together, I'll get it together

When in jest
I gave the ***** a bone
now watch and sit as she trips on my heart of stone
welcom to! welcom to! the fall
Shea Novac
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Shea Novac
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