Tamper With the Lock
who touch me
with out me
giving permission
rub on my body
and had my nerve's
twitching
jump on my
bed
and took turns
just kicking
snub on probaly
when the bird
was cooking in the kitchen
hail cover the ground
as hell
bubble in side
shelled under
the town
as shells
stumble
my pride
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