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And when I am six feet underground with bugs eating my brain they will get visions of you. They will smell what you smelt like and they will hear you call my name through a moonlit night. They will experience unimaginable wonders as they feast on the corner of my brain that houses you.
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In loving me, you hold a knife at my throat. In loving you, I tell you exactly where to cut.
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i like how boosie said he the nipple on the titty...titties wouldnt be shit without nipples
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