Backorder Poems - Poems about Backorder

...[Verse 1] Hey dudes, You ever feel small Like the world’s too loud, And none of it’s you at all? Your dad said, stand tall, But your heart just wants To crawl out of that suit And mean someth......

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... Please don’t blame the automatic weapon that synagogue killed me, tragically, the other day The hands which held it are Second Amendment clean — Gunpowder washed in crimson water of......

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