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Strolling
off
my posse follows
blowin smoke
rings
in your face
bitches trip over
our lacy stockings
so just forget
about it
right
just brush it off
your shoulder
and
flick the dried blood
off of your long
cotton sleeve
cuz I lick rainbows
and puke bumblebees
my posse follows
blowin smoke
rings
in your face
bitches trip over
our lacy stockings
so just forget
about it
right
just brush it off
your shoulder
and
flick the dried blood
off of your long
cotton sleeve
cuz I lick rainbows
and puke bumblebees
Published 26th May 2016
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29th May 2016 1:55am
so I was curious
and I had to take
a look
and I like this,
very much
actually...
and I had to take
a look
and I like this,
very much
actually...
Anonymous
3rd Jun 2016 9:14am
"Cuz I lick rainbows
and puke bumble bees ".
You made me smile 🌈🐝
and puke bumble bees ".
You made me smile 🌈🐝
Anonymous
3rd Jun 2016 5:29pm
there are some strong images in this poem.
3rd Jun 2016 7:40pm
