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Jan 2013
theres a dead guy living inside of this dead girl i know. hes crouched like a bug and her skin crawls so she does too. all fours like a dead animal, like dragon-flies fuking their fetus inside. shes a nice girl and i like her but her sorry dead soul is being repeatedly ***** and shes in so much pain i cant have a decent conversation with her. her father is a pervert. he touches himself sitting on her head-stone, laughing. if he knew what i knew hed be jealous of them both. when he dies soon hell have to face the fact that hell have to share. i give up trying to talk to her, to tell her hope. i give up the ghost.
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mike
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