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Oct 2014
swallowing my pride like you choke back that cheap liquor
holding back tears like the way you shove me into the wall and act as though I feel the way you do
believing those words like the things you muttered under your breath
"****" "what the ***** wrong with you"
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   Creep and Dameon Spencer
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