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Tortured

and eye was like 13

and it was a Sunday morning eye thinkand

eye think both my parents were still asleepeye remember

eye was gonna play sick so eye wouldn't have to go to church

that day(don't stop)

(don't stop)and eye turned over

and there he was(my beloved)

(my beloved)holding a pillow

he smelled of sweat & regretand he said ....

shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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