F**k titles. I'll think of one later. Possibly Past problems #5A Poem by Braden AricWhy am I still angry at her?I'll give you what's for
you c**t mouthed w***e. Close your legs, close your mouth While everyone prays you'll put out Get out of my head Get out of my head My brain with burnt in images of you dead Get out of my head I've already forgotten what was said. Before I left I suggested you eat I can tell you did now It ain't hard to see. Don't pretend that you're just as sweet As they think you are Cause you won't get far © 2014 Braden AricAuthor's Note
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Added on May 26, 2014 Last Updated on May 26, 2014 AuthorBraden AricHouston, TXAboutI write a lot of songs through the day and I want other people to see them. This seems like the easiest way. more..Writing
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