Homemade Tattoos

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By Kyle

A pin and ink in hand, you hope i havent began, i tell you no, you tell me when to go. prick one..prick two..prick three.. OW! FUCK YOU! this is what i say tick one..tick two..tick three.. how do you do? i ask you, you tell me..OKAY. it hurts so good, feels so right, id stay up with you any night you feel the marks of your simple star and try to figure out what they are these little pricks, they feel so fine stay with me, like this tattoo of mine keep going, im done, fer real? yeah im done. thats what you said, "do another one" we call ourselves SUPER-SAVVS, "OW!" it doesnt hurt THAT BADD. do it again, forget about the pain. shit, at this point, i have no shame. so ill just keep going like it never even happened when it hurts, you either gotta laugh or cry so im gonna keep laughin.

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