i know im the best to ever do it
jump in, no new friends, screw it
she's the reason for my suffering
she's irking like a video buffering
can't think quick, got her stuttering
made her angry, got her muttering
had her cry out, got her uttering
had to do it again, got another one
made her red, look like she been under the sun
fuck her once, good riddance, just a one and done
she bowed her head and said her prayers, she's a nun
feels so funny looking at you
told you, im the best to ever do my thing
should give me a ring the way i keep winning
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
