Take my wrists, ParadiseA Poem by WoolSocksA few words for the invincible among usI 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!
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Added on June 21, 2017 Last Updated on June 22, 2017 AuthorWoolSocksMadison, WIAboutA simple, left handed man from Wisconsin with more interests than he can count on both hands. more..Writing
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