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| Jon | bottles can be made into bongs if you know what your doing | 020123 |
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| bong water is tastey | bong | 020123 |
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| Deomis |
Empty beer bottles strewn across the lawn The hot summer sun beats down on them And the beaten trailer shimmers in the heat She is inside crying on the aluminum floor Her dark tangled hair falling into her eyes Her eyes, so beautifyl, now red and swollen All from the tears he has caused her The pain he inflicted upon her No matter what, she still loves him And she suffers, day by day But he comes home drunk at night And beats her to the ground Why does she take it? Why doesn't he see that she loves him? |
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