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Mar 2014
Yeah I want to spit on you
You horrid worm beneath my shoe
You will do as I tell you to
Struggle squirm and suffer

Want to hear you say my name
Smear your pretty face with shame
Useless toy, you're all the same
Screaming crying pleading

Now clean it up, you're such a mess
Ripped and stained that pretty dress
Then toss you out with all the rest
Gutter refuse garbage

Wiped that smile off of your face
You don't exist, you've been erased
Vanished now without a trace
No one nowhere nothing
Don't read too much into this one, I really have no idea what I was thinking when I wrote it.
Mary R Short
Written by
Mary R Short  Gahanna, Ohio
(Gahanna, Ohio)   
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