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oh no what look has happened to dear old me.
listen to me, why don't you
well, you don't have a choice afterall
here, look into what I'm forcing in your face
eat my pain and take it away
throw my arm around you
(yes, its nice)
and squeeze and hug
because, baby, i love you
i love you so much i squeeze harder
and your bones crush as you cry
but your tears are lost to all the blood
and as you drip in inky globs down
through my legs and onto the floor
i mop you up to squeeze you out
I lay myself onto you a little more.
Don't you love me too?
Hey, at least I call you sometimes.
(You can't resist.)
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