asteroids

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      white men are like asteroids;               they land where ever they want,                         and decimate whatever was there before.      
Holding your face I calm you down tonight Chaos happens outside the bedroom at the party A typical college night It's quiet inside the room Just the two of us in the world
I hated him so terribly, so much so, I was confusedI wanted to bury my fists deep into his chestand slide them out comfortably "The thing is," he said, "I tried"We're both asteroids on a forgotten constellationAnd I held his gaze, held in my anger
“Huge Asteroid Missed Earth, Another in 2029 May Not!” ~scarletwhore.com
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