Fringe

I live in the fringe

Of the people in my town

Who shriek brown eyed girl

Squirm awkwardly (to me,

But what the fuck do I know)

To an acoustic Paradise City

While humans with dicks assess

Your sobriety without a glisten of 

Distrust you’ve never had to fight 

It off

the look, the smirk, the rub, 

The accused accuse and are backed

By humans with eyelashes

who relish 

In it somehow

They know when it’s not real, but

I play it safe and hate all of you

For what you might not do to me

Anyhow 

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