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do you want to hear a tall tale ?
i mean that’s what my mother called it
the big bad wolf stole my youth
devoured & destroyed my innocence
took advantage of my trust
instilled fear that’s layers deep
not even I can reach
I still had to get ready for church
the Sunday rush burned in my brain
just to sit on the frigid pews
& hear my monster preach


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