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Frame ballWritten at 22 years old I don't need no more advice Telling me when my life already wasted So what difference will it make You fluked the last eliminator It don't mean you'll be right all the time If you are well good for you Say what you want, but don't even bother coz you don't even really care anyway You only want to be heard shall i get Olivia Lee to get you a great big microphone you can talk down into Coz thats all the kinda talk i get from you You won't pick me up coz anyway i picked myself up the last time You may have helped in a bizarre and unpredictable way Thanks is what i need to say, but can you please stop being so full of pride and stop banging on about it One red fluke won't always be the frame ball Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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