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Sep 2012
Oh, you act like you still want to hurt me but
the truth is you're done, come on
admit that your life is going pretty well
you're a nice guy i'm sure, on the outside I guess
but we all know I've seen you naked and you don't disappoint
but that's not the point because your hands are still ashy from
all the bodies they've burned.
(c) Brooke Otto
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