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...DA GAWD...
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He kept a secret mild and cold real close to his thoughts,
Stayed fighting to be bold as he was told to get lost. So here he was, finding a purpose to surface and cross, Mended nothing; worthless he kept on lurking in frost. He was his worst enemy just an entity loose, A placement? Regrettably he steadily made up a ruse. Between a fortress filled with orchids and there hung was a noose, Was a craved portion as an orphan just out running the truth. Soul searching for a purpose but endless with bounds, Scrupulous endeavors with lucid evidence found. Traveling afar between titanium shrouds Building future to be exquisite; the phallus around. Whose to say we are incompetent without all the facts, A Martian who acts with woes that father's a lapse... ...pardoning laughs to crease a foundation that's cracked, With incompetence wrapped around a heart that is lacked. . . . Starving from cot to cotton he often slept on the floor, Scared as an offspring who was auctioned thru many doors. Adopted he was robbed by cops of a perfect home, So he roams lost as a cause; a detriment clone. Little Boy Bleu @Sharp Nine open for votes @timeless props for dropping.
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