Take my wrists, Paradise

Take my wrists, Paradise

A Poem by WoolSocks
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A few words for the invincible among us

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I throw my body at the problems
whichever problems may come

And I treat them like bullets!

And I yell so loudly
that I am my father's son.
That I am a stone!

This is the life well lived, surely so
A land of milk and honey

Of girls! Haha!

© 2017 WoolSocks


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Added on June 21, 2017
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WoolSocks
WoolSocks

Madison, WI



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