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hey !

I never ****** her !


So how come

I

Gotta read the stupid

LUV. Poems

::

there was more pure love

Going on the the cloak room

Of my kindergarten class

Than you sense in these

Psychic wrestling matches

( replete with blood ---- ooh !

And immaturity ----hate )

;;;

Oh well

They're kind of amusing

( in a pornographic sort of way )

You know

Phony and insincere

..

Ah

So be it

,,,

I mean

Really

Who cares ?

::


No one around here does

That's for sure