Sweet young birds you are Or butterflies Tasting the nectar of...
Coming for you Lining you up In organized patterns Rubber bands...
I dance with strangers Eating twinkies Fondling my candy Secret numbers...
So simple Avoiding confrontation As if it were some kind of...
A warning Perhaps, yes A forecast Of what will soon come...
My self is Foreign to me now How I wish that...
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His pride A youthful tongue of Fire agate His jealousy A...
I left my love for Tico In a small world Sisters...
Cross your legs at the knees Young man See what you...