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Bi panic

  • Poet
  • Feb 2
  • 1 min read

Coming out of the woodworks

Love to sexually harass my bacterial colony

Acinetobacter baumannii type shit

Did you see they photo from the party of us and get off to the two of us

Men like you hate women like a bacterium seeps down the bloodstream of a critical oatient

Half of you can’t even define consent

But you’re still on the scent

Braking hard

Attracting the ones questioning their sexuality as they tie me to the stake

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