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The spectacle Speck in my eye, speck tangle Rectangle, always four sides to her stories! Twisted lies, late replies, her fake fables I'm sick of it! Like a dog on a leash, I followed that path-not-logical She, a pathological liar. The biological fire that drew me in was hot. If all men are dogs, or not *You were on heat, I guess you truly are a *****
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Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 5:36 AM UTC
Love is blind, someone get me spectacles! (DRAFT)
The spectacle Speck in my eye, speck tangle Rectangle, always four sides to her stories! Twisted lies, late replies, her fake fables I'm sick of it! Like a dog on a leash, I followed that path-not-logical She, a pathological liar. The biological fire that drew me in was hot. If all men are dogs, or not *You were on heat, I guess you truly are a *****
*When a female dog is fertile, it's referred to as being "On heat" *A female dog is called a ***** Read it out loud, I enjoyed writing this one.
#love#angry#amger#bars#wordplay
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roberttatenda
20/M/Harare
Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 5:36 AM UTC
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