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Fallen Child


Netflix and Chill?

"Stop please you are coming off like Bill"

Cosby of Course

"Stop walking down the halls like a miniature horse"

 

Throw me down into the sink

I swear I will not blink

Killing me 

is as bad as listening to N-Sync

 

These kids at school knock me down

Everytime they do it

I set fire to the sky

and watch it burn down

 

Darkness surrounds me

in unexplicable ways

Mister

You can not begin to explain your troubles

once you have heard my lies

 

 

 

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