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Justin
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Apr 2014
Breeze
Not a single **** was found,
or given on that day,
but when the earth had circled round,
the ***** came out to play.
It's cool it's cool she used to say,
Don't worry brah it's chill,
but venom dripped with cool disdain
from words she used to ****.
She smashed and crashed and cursed and cried,
All through our house of glass,
And when the dust had settled down,
I tossed her on her ***
And now she wanders, so alone,
and now I'm free to live
You've made your bed, I laugh aloud,
*I've no ***** left to give.
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