Trump...it
• Written by user794190849
Following a Hierarchy
of pecking orders
So much disorder
All you talk bout is a wall border
Taking Hopes away
you think you have
the right to say
together will all pray
and promise
are children
A better day
Have to fix this leaky fauset
so called boss
always
Say were all 'Bitches
itching
for out next fixing
I have a fear of thinking way to clear
knowing that Reality
Is for Real
Not just whispers in my ear
Blow your own Trump...it
These Days
I feel like
I just might be going
Crazy....
Can't believe my eyes
What I see on a Daily
Dr. Phil, am I ill?
I defiantly feel like I can't, like with out my pill
Credibility.....
Misconception......?
Perception is Reality....?
Clarity....?
Reason... Treason
Has to be a Brain lesion
Blow your own Trump... it
Your shut down
Makes you all look like clowns
You have to teach people
How to treat You
#Me2 be spreading faster then 2018 flu..
Get a clue we don't need you
Blow your own Trump... it
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user794190849
Member since June 21 2017