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Jun 2011
You keep it running on
So why don’t you **** it
With a point.
With a point.
You make a mind flutter
By the way that you stutter
Pause your words like your life
Stuck in a coma
So why don’t you spill it
Before you **** it
With a point.

With a point..

With a point…
Written by
Tam Ly
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