hi joe...
tsokolates joe...
flowers joe...
they grew up naked
shamed...
forgotten...
on your lap
G.I. Joe
on the streets
G.I. Joe
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- 13 and 14 year oldssubstance abusers... they get h...
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- you stare at us from aboveas we reach you from bel...
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- pastel...pastel...pastel...cooler!
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Comrade, wish i could spend a weekend with you at the girlie strip around clark...
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