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Mar 2012
Darling,

When I saw you with that cheap *****

I wanted to throw you out the door

No I couldn’t do that

I could never do that

With me it’s all or nothing

I’m taking all leaving you with nothing!

Standing behind you in the silence of the night,

I watch you cower in fright.

It’s not the size of my gun

That is making you run.

But your guilt for what you’ve done

And soon enough you will be carried on

A death without clothes

Shameless and lacking ***** hose

I will have you at your core

A selfish manipulative *****

Lacking a heart,

And lacking a soul.

I’m preparing the hole

That will be your home

You’ll be alone,

To rot until you’re nothing but bone.

And in vain

I will covet my pain

And spit on your grave

As I finish covering your earthen cave.
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
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