there are only flames you shall **** from me this life's lesson of words you try to breathe
i am an three year old child being filled with things very vile hold my hand while you stick it in my mouth
what spirit are you channeling your members into your mouth did you channel my rapes
did or could your foolish nursery rhymes soothe me
did you wipe my chin of the fluid we spit up
we're you an good little girl before they made you channel he slaps me off the bed my face feels his palm print he made me turn the channel was that you we know who you are we are no longer an child
that you would let that channel into you call me now to my face call me see the channels get changed
we found peace in an name ?
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good morning good morning toss on your socks we ready to chunk ... .. .