Poem for filtration

1. 2020-08-10 at 11:20 PM UTC

   #1
   

   Grylls Cum Looking Faggot [abrade this vocal tread-softly]
   filtration, filtration
   
   We were supposed to meet at the station
   My balls were ready and shaven
   Where the fuck were you
   I bet you were too busy doing a poo
   I feel so hurt
   Now I'm crying and eating dessert
   I don't think I can ever trust you again
   My tears are running like rain
   I'm gonna smash in this bag of cocaine
   We will never be the same
   You should hang your head in shame
   But it's ok
   I met a new guy
   Goodbye
   I hope you die
   The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!

   • cigreting, 
   • Technologist
2. 2020-08-10 at 11:21 PM UTC

   #2
   

   cigreting Dark Matter
   i like how d last line cums aftr goodbye
3. 2020-08-10 at 11:28 PM UTC

   #3
   

   Grylls Cum Looking Faggot [abrade this vocal tread-softly]
   cuz he sed me wos fbi
4. 2020-08-10 at 11:47 PM UTC

   #4
   filtration African Astronaut
   This post has been edited by a bot I made to preserve my privacy.
5. 2020-08-11 at 7:24 PM UTC

   #5
   

   Grylls Cum Looking Faggot [abrade this vocal tread-softly]
   I ain’t no fed