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meloncholydream
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Sep 27, 2003 16:08
I don't like looking at you.
You make me want to puke.
The words you said were nothing but lies.
Now I know to never look at you again.
If I do I will puke.
As I stick my finger down my throat I think of you.
You make me puke.
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