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She's like acid reflux Bubbling in the balled up pit of my stomach Pangs of searing acidic bile rising in my throat I have to swallow to keep it all down The words I would ***** in her face if I could The kind of noxious fluid immune to my control I'd love to see her dripping with my complaint Stained by her own disdain Regurgitated onto her own front smock An adage to her own hysterical hypocrisy
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May 30, 2012
May 30, 2012 at 12:26 PM UTC
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She's like acid reflux Bubbling in the balled up pit of my stomach Pangs of searing acidic bile rising in my throat I have to swallow to keep it all down The words I would ***** in her face if I could The kind of noxious fluid immune to my control I'd love to see her dripping with my complaint Stained by her own disdain Regurgitated onto her own front smock An adage to her own hysterical hypocrisy
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May 30, 2012
May 30, 2012 at 12:26 PM UTC
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