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1. Don't let memory run away with you and make moments of loss not true dreams of joy may turn to ash and the mistakes you've made to few It's not lies that protect, but joy: no need to run away, but employ your six senses to know the woman you're becoming from the boy. 2. I was all hung up before all hidden in fakery and gore; now so unsure I'll not pretend I'm new to being girl-friend. I'm new to being a woman and I'm trying to find all the reaches of my heart so human how I make up my mind Testosterone and lies an evil mix Years of misery with only one fix Let me join with you girls Dance arms linked in great whirls I'm so knew in this lovely air let me be your newest friend Heart to heart so we might share We've good messages to send 3. My path is all that's certain: Only truth will I be blurtin' And with you I would be flirtin' flinging aside so every curtain Steady hand and brightest eyes The time is short ere spirit flies I've gathered my pains like raspberry pies And keep them without compromise.
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 3:06 PM UTC
Memory flies
1. Don't let memory run away with you and make moments of loss not true dreams of joy may turn to ash and the mistakes you've made to few It's not lies that protect, but joy: no need to run away, but employ your six senses to know the woman you're becoming from the boy. 2. I was all hung up before all hidden in fakery and gore; now so unsure I'll not pretend I'm new to being girl-friend. I'm new to being a woman and I'm trying to find all the reaches of my heart so human how I make up my mind Testosterone and lies an evil mix Years of misery with only one fix Let me join with you girls Dance arms linked in great whirls I'm so knew in this lovely air let me be your newest friend Heart to heart so we might share We've good messages to send 3. My path is all that's certain: Only truth will I be blurtin' And with you I would be flirtin' flinging aside so every curtain Steady hand and brightest eyes The time is short ere spirit flies I've gathered my pains like raspberry pies And keep them without compromise.
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jwallenstein
60/Transgender Female/Far from home
Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 3:06 PM UTC
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