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I met a Man with a Plate in his Lip
But he had no Food to put on his plates I met a Woman with four Arms But she didnt have anyone to Hug I met a little Boy with ten Fingers on each Hand But no one would hold his hand, when he crossed the street I met a Old Woman who had Ten Babies, and her Babies had Ten Babies But they never came to see her I met Dog with no Nose and no Tail. What the hell? It makes me wonder. Is my life really that bad? |
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Butshit for the flys
Why u worried But why im hi Im mexican whit Chinese eyes hi tell i die Lifes a ***** then u die |
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Poems are life so I'm poetry
.,,,u ppl have no hope for me Am brokein see Choking cuz im smokein me At eaz Are make like trees and leaves I push that white **** like beveiz From l.bs to keys A Just let me Bez From ez |
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