How I hate her......How I hate her more than dried up lipstick, spam trying to sell. moreHow I hate her......
than the bitter taste of milk gone to hell you want me to feel well And then you tell tell "don't worry about her trace on my cock and her blood on my heart we are no more, and broken appart"
How I hate her more than dolls prettier than mine. more than papercuts, maggots and people feelin "fine" you tell me it's over
done and bye but I still see her in your eye eye it's such a lie lie
How I Hate Her More than sickness in a wound, kids gone mad. &n
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Heart speaks to heart.
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is it destruction you require to feel?
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By the pricking of my thumbs,
something wicked this way comes....
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Like that made sense.
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muchly.
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of fire and steel and
softness
and
rage.
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