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Bitch

 

Shut it off

Grab the tissues

Close your eyes

Escape for a while

 

Whore

 

Dim the brightness

Listen for a ping

It’s not all bad

You’ll see

 

Slut

 

Well that was racy

It’s your fault

Tummies aren’t public

You knew that

 

Hoochie

 

Look what you did

Now it’s the pills

Grab the blades

Time to stop feeling

 

Cunt

 

Now you’ve done it

He hates you now too

Go find the gun

Let’s end this

 

BitchWhoreSlutHoochieCunt

 

Pings get louder

Vibrations more frantic

You look at your picture

“I shouldn’t done that”

 

BITCHWHORESLUTHOOCHIECUNT

 

It won’t stop

Put the metal to your head

Feel the click

Now you have silence

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