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2000-08-29 | 04:50:03 ANATOMY OF A BREAK-UP - a poem. and not just a poem...a cheesy, bizarre poem. you broke my heart and that's not all, my spleen won't be ever be the same, you poisoned my pancreas with your bile, and clogged up my aortic vein. you beat me senseless, head to toe, and pulled out my eyebrow hairs, now i have a limp, but no facial expression, all i get is stares. my privates were stripped bare by you, my bodacious tatas had their last hurrah, for you stole my drawer of underwear and burned up every bra. i'm drinking up this whiskey, i'll drink it 'til i'm through, i hope it kills the brain cells, that make me think of you. |
take a peek at these - (c) 2000-2003 nictate: health tip health tip moving house quibbling with quitherfeather catcher in the wry |
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