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Current mood:  eccentric Category: Writing and Poetry
big man where did you run outside behind the trees hiding your tongue from me
strong hands holding your gun your flesh is hot like it covers the sun
you can say anything you want to say you can think anything you want to think but you can't put your weighted things on me
you stand so tall but the bigger you are the farther you can fall
and you think you've tried so hard but your silent tries they've all missed the mark
12:31 AM
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