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Jennifer let me  burn  your chariot of wheels
to increase the friction burns
that will scold your highway soul
often I have sought  your end
you no longer endear me
to this vacuous  sphere.

23 Apr 15

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putting aside that Jennifer is my real name, haha, this is really good! well done :)
 — sweetmisery