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The Hiding Spot
February 10, 2011
Coward
I am a coward to your charm
You have a hold over women like me
You chain breaking, neck biting bitch
I only hate you
Because I want you
You only left me
Because I wouldn't
I am such a coward to your charm
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Emma Cherry
In a yellow sumbarine, Liechtenstein
We must blend into the choir Sing as static with the whole. We must memorize nine numbers and Deny we have a soul. And in this endless race for property and Privilege to be won. We must run, we must run, we must run.
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