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Mar 2011
You look ridiculous
in that obnoxious red lipstick,
Standing there saying I’m going to hell
in your Gucci hand basket.
Well, I got some words for you,
I won’t walk by in shamed silence;
If this God exists that you speak so highly of,
I bet he doesn’t approve of your passive violence.
Written by
Meghan Marie
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