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8.3k · Feb 2010
Positive
I suffer from a disease
making me
never want to have *******
with another man again.
Remission
is my love's last name.
1.8k · Feb 2010
Easy
And you screamed at me
one-thousand times
you were a lost cause.
I tore for victory
only to find the concrete
causes lost
with wings renewed tar free.

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