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Mar 2014
You
I can’t wait to never need to speak to you again, you raging *****, you breaker of hearts, you crusher of dreams, you cold sore on the black mark of my current love...
I can't wait
To de-friend you on Facebook,
Because that's all that really matters.

I hate you,
I really do.
Triceratops.
I needed one last line.
J M Surgent
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J M Surgent  New England
(New England)   
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