I wrote this poem back in April while stranded in the middle of a desolate nowhere someplace in Kansas. At the time I wrote it, it was completely unexpected, being that I was generally preoccupied with never wanting anyone to try to touch me again, ever
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your love is like...wo.
bifford
awwww
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a commenter with no balls.
show your face you fucking pussy.
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-bif
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Dick
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