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Feb 2016
Our love was toxic
We fried each others brains
Hollowed our hearts out
But still managed to clog our arteries
Our oxymoron
Love
Hate
Bedroom bottled screams
Kept each other in an insomnic state for days

Your nails dug into me and I could no longer tell
If we were making love or simply
*******

Your kisses stung
Your eyes pierced my skull
You carved your name into my red
Tender skin
And I scratched

I scratched at your pesticide
Designed to **** this rodent
For you
The viper to feast upon
Can someone possibly help me finish this?
Garbage Dog
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Garbage Dog  Probably Hell
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