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Oct 2010
You mock me
Torment me
Unravel me
With your grins

You are just worthless
A dirtbag
I’ve tried but nothing gives

How you consume me
I hate it
Your temper never lies
Oh yes, I sit here
in silence
With only hurt left in my eyes

Inside I know it
And soon they will
You’re nothing but a ******* blow hard.
Written by
Becca Calvillo
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