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I was in the backseat, going crazy -wild-sweet-orange-
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 50 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 08-31-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2566211
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She clutches my jaw, "Now, don't you talk"
And politically, I've gone over the edge.
Someday, when I strike it rich, I'll tear her name to crumbs.
She's laid, naked, on a bed.
And this mass media coverage needs to be redetermined again.
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