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Jimmy silker Feb 2
Your ma described it to me
Like it was sposed to be
The here and now
Me and her
It was meant to be
But then again
I'm not sure the universe
Allows
Random ***** stuff
To me it meant to me
She wanted to get rough.
Jimmy silker Feb 1
You've left the room
You are arguing with people
Who are simply not there
You cross your arms
Bulge your eyes
Half a laugh
To prove that you don't care
About the points
This ******* getting in
That prove you're a fool
Elbows hot
Squinted eyes
the opposite of cool
Thank Christ this only happens to me in the pub
Pity these poor recorded public speakers
Forever cast in their throb.
deer tracks in the snow
forget what you think you know
enjoy being lost
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