May 18, 2017
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As i sit i feel the crows on my tongue.

It taste's and feels like washing your hair with cooked oatmeal.

A nasty but tolerant substance.

But you can not tolerate a balloon can you?

Or sell a lottery ticket to a hen.

It would just run away like my past girlfriends

You cant fake a egg.

So don't fake our relationship.

You can not eat spaghetti with a axe.

So don't eat my heart like a five star meal and just leave without pay 

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