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I’m sitting here wondering
What the hell am i fucking
A joke with a stick
I want to hit and quit
Light that shit up
You nasty fuck
Don’t you ever mistake me
for a porno slut
I love u to death
Only on meth
Without that shit
Your just another dick
Which is whacked
So is your sack
It’s sags off the floor
Like your exes pussy flaps
You plastic motherfucker
You aint worth a dime
But I’ll gladly recycle you anytime
The next bitch
Might feel a little itch
Cuz now I have herpes
From this son of a bitch
This specific poem was written about an ex I had 4 years ago. I was in the phase of my ilife where I was experimenting with different drugs. This particular poem was about my trip while on crystal methaphetamine. I don't do any drugs now, I never had herpes, and I no longer see him anymore.
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Posted by eyebot13 on 2008-08-08 00:03:33 | Rating: | Views: 35
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