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Jul 2015
Mom
I'd **** the venom from you

until you were a withered pulp

of what used to be a human being

and then proceed to gulp

cause even though

there is not one thing

that i would halt from doing for you

to find your health in place of mine

well id be dead just looking at you
Tee
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   vorebee, Skaidrum and Kelley A Vinal
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