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rave story

my mask fell victim to the dance floor

while he was dancing with drunk blondes

so **** dressed as a cop pushing pills

three girls grinding on his leg

and i bought one

and wanted to **** the faces and the tongues

of the ***** he ignored me for

it would have been very courtney love of me

very punk rock

but i grabbed their *****

and licked my lips at them

because whats his was mine

and he knew the painted eyes on my back

saw their every move

and every dollar from those girls

goes to our cigarettes

but later i found out

that was all we kept in common

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Published
Oct 25, 2010
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