Christina Byarm
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FameA Poem by Christina Byarmearth's offered fame is miniscule to be recognized by other dustbabes known by other babes I want fame before all creationthe moon and the shooting st.. |
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Seconds AnyoneA Poem by Christina ByarmAnd when theyare finally satisfied with my artI'll feed them moreand moreUntil they can't stand the taste again |
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Until Your Completely StuffedA Poem by Christina ByarmAnd when your full with my wordsI'll still feed you a little more |
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True ArtA Poem by Christina Byarmoh baby waste not your tearsthey're inspiredcry me a masterpiece |
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