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I pour as much as i have left in me until four(4 am)
Its not a metaphor that i pour till four,
I believe its ironic we’ve poured for wat i em pouring for
Its what i fight for,what i die for.
I do not pour as much for my room is close to
mums window
I wish i could kill the man in me so that i cn cry out loud like a widow
so we could all know
On second thought its a good thing the man in me
is still alive that’s why i still got pride
At least that i cant hide cause already i see I’m taken fo a ride.
I ride fast and sip slow
coz i know you myt be pourin me sixo
But as i close my eyes i see you oh thixo
I know the reader is wondering why i say thixo
But when you see that kind of beauty what more
can you speak for?
I only pour my eyes read n peal onions hiding bcs
i cant admit ngfun usizo
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