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Aimee
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good bye you lame ass hickville town, I know I won't miss you at all. Your small minded cattle-sheep ways Have left me completely appalled. I suffered two years in your bigoted streets. Now, if I'm lucky... perhaps I'll find some peace. I hate most of your lame ass cops Who fight crime while sitting at country kitchen. And the one of you who talks to me constantly says "Aimee quit your bitchin'" But honestly I hate this place, I hope it fucking rots.. Especially those bigoted asshole citizens, Better known to townies as cops.
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unhinged
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so i love you more than i can ever say and we both know that so why don't we just leave it that way?
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Syrope
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O lone ketchup packet how thee hast remdept'd me even delivered me from the painful plainiousity of such a dry and crumbly corndog i know not what brought us together in this place, at this time myself, slaving for pay and you, awaiting discovery in the dirty and deserted office fridge but i am grateful to you O ketchup packet for being where no one would think on the top shelf, back corner needlessly cold and shivering for your preservatives and your handy sealed plastic home have rendered you powerful enough to resist the blazing temperatures of the room and its air conditioning but the carelessness and stupidity of the previous ketchup partner led them astray, led them to think that you would waste away save one last chance on the cold white racks so finding you, stumbling upon you next to the moldy sandwich and the mystery foil package brought great joy to my life and much tastiness to my tastebuds though you felt the pain of the tear'n of your corner and though you felt the guilt in coating the breadsleeve of a fellow consumable, like blood you were strong, you were brave and your story will ne'er be forgotten for there will never be another that comes close to you and the serendipity of our union to you, O ketchup, i am indebted.
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jerko
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oh bitterness how I love you so. your bitter taste, your hateful words. Stay by me forever.
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zedel
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there once were glory days they were short but wonderful they will come again
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080317
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what's it to you?
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