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Untitled #1 (Love Sucks)


You constantly break me down,
Cut me open and turn me inside out
Therefore, my feelings are equal to hell
Their foulness haunts me like a backed-up cesspool
Reeking of used tampons
Vomit
Baby diarrhea ditties
Drunken old man's piss
And filth.
Despite the stench Despite the nausea
I love you still
Please call soon,

Love,
Dummy

Written by Jill Scott

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