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Dec 2015
My grandmother's boyfriend ***** me at three
They thought that I liked it.  No, I said please
Leave me alone, you're not funny, this hurts
Then I would have to wear sicko's hot spurts
  
This, added with prenatal memories
Left me scarred for life, an e'mergency
Case of I'll get back in time.  Do you hear?
Now that I've killed you can call me a queer
  
Just 'cause you said it don't make it true
You'd probably hurt me more,  make me eat glue
Imagine one day that this happened to you
And know just how much I am permanently *******
David Ehrgott
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