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Mar 26
for real
he said but she changed
clothes, for why
the belief she's not me?
the jesus did she love me yet
i try hard once
then i run
and i slow work at you
come back boy
i only when
all day you suffer, appointment
i eat appointment
and still no shuffle towards you
i am nervous
excited and burping
please just dance nonsense for me
i come from a single parent home
my day and mom at the pta with you
you  are the pta in our class, stop
you embarrassed responsibility already
lets go have fun
you take a long time to unwind that clock
and i'll be there
malts and french fries hide together again
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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