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May 2014
I don't like your face.
I don't like your eyes.
I don't like your hair.
I don't like your thighs.

You're gross and quite disgusting.
Your nose is full of hairs.
It sounds like charging rhinos
when you walk down the stairs.

Oh how I wish that you
would choke to death on your own tongue.
Because your whole existence
makes me go completely numb.
Kaeru
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Kaeru  Southeast of Disorder.
(Southeast of Disorder.)   
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