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Pet Peeve

Dontcha wanna know my pet peeve?
Use it to get back at me
Irritate me just right; ferment my blood into aged wine
Dontcha wanna know what are my dreams?
Burn them all up right at the seams
Hijacking my sight; playing dirty games in my mind.
Written by LunasChild8
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