control (a poem)
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he sits in your class talking shit about everyone
wearing hoodies hiding his control
control.
what is control is it smoke is it vapor?
control.
is it blood tearing fleash?
control.
is it [censored] is it masterbaiton?
control.
or is it a idea that only he can't grasp?
him he needs a answer before it's too late.
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he sits in your class talking shit about everyone
wearing hoodies hiding his control
control.
what is control is it smoke is it vapor?
control.
is it blood tearing fleash?
control.
is it [censored] is it masterbaiton?
control.
or is it a idea that only he can't grasp?
him he needs a answer before it's too late.
@somethingkool101 the one who talks shit about everyone see other peoples flaws but not his own
Vapor is control, its pride to show your effort
your body tears fleash
(no idea)
its an idea he alone understands
its never to late, he is just to blind to see there's more -
if this a cry for help, uhh oops
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it is but that was beatful
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it is but that was beatful
@somethingkool101 thanks
