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Apr 2016
Mail order T's & C's
Describe perfectly how I feel
The parameters have been breached
But I still value you as a customer
Please come in
We want your service
Even though you steal moments from our shop
Like cheap sweets and magazines
But we are real,we are here
So hear,our call to you
We love you,oh valid and wounderous custom of love
And we wouldn't trade you
For anyone
So,please please please
Love me enough that this isn't real
So much,that my eyes lie and my brain is numb
That I'm living in the shadow of hope and now fear
So much,that you could be honest and take the stolen golds out your clothes place them on the side and say sorry
I didn't want to watch the CCTV back just to see you steal what I've worked so hard for
Just for you to say "*******" and walk out the door
Like so many that came and went before
Because I'll sit and wait
Forgive,self hate
Because we love you in our store
Even if you steal
Creepstar
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Creepstar  Pig Town
(Pig Town)   
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   ryn and mikecccc
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