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Oh Wheelerchear

Oh wheelchear..
Dear my wheelchear..
Iam glad whit you, down the way..
But.. Oh wheelchear, oh wheelchear when you make my day..? and f... out of my way..! I did\'nt like you all the time.. becouse i\'m just feelin fine..
I dont wanna used you whole my life.. what i most see against my wife..?
I feel so stange, and i could walk.. that is the reason that i event talk..
Iam wrighting al the way down till the end.. I\'got event money for painkillers to spend.. But f.. the law and make me recover as well.. becouse this feels realy like hell..!

Engelse gedicht door: Bruno Stooker

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