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By Misti Date: 2002 Sep 14 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.14.08.20.9397]] |
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I can't forgive you for tearing your way inside my head promising me dreams and giving me nightmares instead I've bled myself into an anemic mess still you cackle as I scream and leer as you shred my dress it cost seventy bucks even with the discount you wienie roasted jerk this brand of love will not work so I'm poppin' pep pills and drinkin' vats of Coke starin' at the light until my eyes begin to smoke |