CounselA Poem by Monterord
So im guessin these questions need adressin huh?
Im destined to make a mess of em' Im yellin ou the balcony How come shes not in counseling? Get out your seat get out your set verses written with scalples. Im courage cowardley. © 2012 Monterord |
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Added on January 31, 2012 Last Updated on January 31, 2012 Author
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