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girl bites dog GOD bites girl

you smash all my porcelain but feel guilty when it's staring back at you a thousand times in a thousand little pieces you rip me at the seams but deny me a needle and thread out of the fear of being poked you ram your fist into my core but your fire builds when my gut Is hollow we are all GODS children but he's left us in this 93 Honda Civic with the windows rolled up and the doors locked

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