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May 2014
There were things in her line of fire
She would not touch
But I
I was not one of them
When she got to you
That was it
She'd chew you up
Swallow you
And then **** you out
So you could see her beautiful insides
And when you came out
You were never the same
Sydney
Written by
Sydney  New York
(New York)   
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   AJ, --- and Terry Collett
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