Reality Realized
Mama always said a hard head
makes a soft ass
Daddy said hard heads look for
soft ass
No strings attached;still felt like
Pinochio
My knight in shining armour
on your white horse you appeared
why now do I look down at hands
stained with tears
My
Misconception
Of
Perfection
If your thinking about you
and
I am thinking about you
Who is thinking about
me?
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