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Fine TuningEvery day, he takes her into his arms, / To soothe her inherent frets. / Her warped body sits atop his lap

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Nov 3, 2011

The Trojan SpeaksI wasn’t your first, nor will I be your last. / I understand why you got rid of me. / The shame, the feelings. I guess

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Nov 3, 2011

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