I Only Cut Like This For You
J
James McLain
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I think about having to have.
Things that we did together.
Naughty things,
things people think about.
Things people do.
You shake her hand.
Where has it been.
I know where it's been.
Yet we shake it.
And the lips.
Are they out dated thoughts.
We all think them.
Kinda like a kid saying
He doesn't pick his nose
Or eat his
Bugers
When he does.
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