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Jan 2013
It's clawing up my stomach
What did I do to myself?
It's in my chest, with a hammer and a drum
What have I done?
It's in my throat, with a cork and a bottle
What am I going to do?
It speaks foul words
Sitting on my tounge and spitting them at you
Robyn
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Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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