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quiet ride with the ex
wishing we had never
uncovered curse words so
when i tell you to
go fuck yourself
it would rumble across the earth
as if a pissed off god
shouted the seventy two syllables
naming my rage
uncovered curse words so
when i tell you to
go fuck yourself
it would rumble across the earth
as if a pissed off god
shouted the seventy two syllables
naming my rage
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