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Aching Beauty
Crazy young one
your time is soon to come.
Keep shoving those rails up your pretty perfect snout.
You think your a king,
from the head you boast about.
Your smile woo’s the weak,
followers who prey.
Leaders shy away from you,
your a black sheep, eating dry hay.
Women worship you for your charm,
men beg you for your promise,
You smell of sadness and ...
Thursday 5th April 2018 9:12 am
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