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She needs a crow, 405 written above her brow. She needs an evaluation and mental health medication. Meditation and a steady supply of Ambien. Stone the Crow, - bury forever. Mexicans and Cowboys down at the watering hole, wash your clothes and clean your soul. Soccor on tv- no news or daytime soaps I can feel the itch of mosquitoes through my jeans. Make up does not cover character defects and a personality or lack there of. Family Dollar tv dinners and cold beef stew, sex on a dirty bed, all inhibitions fed. the rain washed away what's left to be said- Delayed- the crow crash's into a window bones break, blood spills from his beak. You make me weak, your sickness ... ... my weakness ... Let me out! Let me in! I'm hard with need, I love the feel ok ng of sliding into your damp cavity. Mouth sores and a boil on her wrist. (squeeze out the infection) Closure close your eyes .... ... myself ... one self- -Love I look her in her eyes- -release
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