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Gay Son

rip me open, inside out straddler feeling, he came out drag me along, make me bleed fake your love, I don't feed screams for help , I, the silent grout

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  1. Date: 8/19/2012 12:18:00 PM

    Ethan this has to be the strangest subject I have read as a poem, ...David
  1. Date: 8/19/2012 11:29:00 AM

    Ethan, i have nothing to say on this matter..but i knew a friend who shared a similar matter... her son cried out gay... she never accepted the silent grout.... now if you ask the young man... all he says... oh...that was a phase when he was getting even with his mother... some limerick hu... enjoyed.pd

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