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POKE ME
Poke her eye
she smells of love
her love is me
we are both now free
ending up in trash
are her dishes of us
untied the rope
and put us down
scrape shit off
of my eyes
shallow balls
now eased of life
poke my facE
she smells of love
her love is me
we are both now free
ending up in trash
are her dishes of us
untied the rope
and put us down
scrape shit off
of my eyes
shallow balls
now eased of life
poke my facE
Published 30th Nov 2014
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