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Jun 2012
Twisted, dizzy and drunk as ****,  
lust took her hand, throwing her at you,
she's sorry for all the things she said,
she never meant a word,
she never meant anything,
she just needed to be wanted,
cheap wine and stolen beer,
feeding the beast,
and the vile bubbly taste,
knew she was gonna break your heart,  
A strangers lounge and a boy way too old,
a perfect mix for the best horrific memories,
if she drank anymore, I'm sure she would have,
taken your heart and ate it,
because she's a alcoholic beast,
tormenting male hearts.
Fever infested thoughts, enjoy the product of my illness.
Madds
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Madds  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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