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Ego Boost

She says ***** like it's a bad thing.

But I smile and give her a small look.

It feeds my ego.

My words feel like poison in her veins

and I honestly don't give a flying **** what she thinks of me.

So I walk away.

Swaying my hips just a tad.

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Published: Jan 25, 2010
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