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Jun 2014
i wish i could
pet the cat;
i can only
imagine her
fur,
now

i wish i could
kiss the top of her head
without gurgling
bleach; my teeth
would rot out of my head

yet
it'd be nice,
i think
i don't even like her, sometimes
guro
Written by
guro
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     Evie and Tameria
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