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Err, I apologize for my weirdness in advance. :D
Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Angst - Words: 67 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 06-05-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2371939
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You make me sick in my spleen
You don't know what love is, only lust
Your heart has a bunch of stinky crust
I think you should be buried alive in the ground
After you're shot and stabbed and drowned
Writing this poem made me smile
Though thinking of your face just made me spit up bile
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