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I opened this book with the intention of making a change. This is the extent of my effort. I'm too drunk to be coherent. Now I'm just moving the pen for the sake of it. There's a joy in putting words to page that has nothing to do with writing meaning.

I've fallen prey to my weak heart I'm not in love but I might not be far.

Please let me be better than the trash I am because I want to know you as best I can.

I haven't been this gay since the last time I actuary wrote in a notebook.

[image name goes here](https://poal.co/static/images/f2809090909088ac.jpg) I opened this book with the intention of making a change. This is the extent of my effort. I'm too drunk to be coherent. Now I'm just moving the pen for the sake of it. There's a joy in putting words to page that has nothing to do with writing meaning. I've fallen prey to my weak heart I'm not in love but I might not be far. Please let me be better than the trash I am because I want to know you as best I can. --- I haven't been this gay since the last time I actuary wrote in a notebook.
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Bounces off my and sticks to you.

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I believe you have your rubber and glue confused. As I am the primary faggot, OP, I am the ultimate rubber to save me from the AIDS of all subsequent commenters. Therefore regardless of my state of being a bundle of twigs you still take it up the ass. As demonstrated having read and subsequently commenting upon this post.

Thank you for your attention to this matter.

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Its opposite day.

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Fuck! OK. Hear me out. It may well be opposite day but, you are reading the inversion incorrectly. While my clearly gey poem was clearly homosexual it was posted on opposite day. That makes it definitively HETRO CHAD poetry (matrix wobbles at the thought). You claiming not to be gey for liking it, forget even clicking the link to read it, means that I have achieved the ultimate goal of every poet to ever set pen to paper! I have proved that every reader of words is the penultimate gey.