Bite meA Poem by Jane DoeAsk me if I f*****g care, About the clothes I wear, About then s**t you talk, The way you walk.
The one night stands, The begging hands, The pills I pop, The beats you drop.
The wars, Definitely not the w****s, Not the witches, Or the mega b*****s!
I just dont give a f**k, Cause we're all just s**t out of luck, Got a promlem? Fight me, B***h bite me. © 2012 Jane DoeAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on August 12, 2012 Last Updated on August 12, 2012 AuthorJane DoeFLAboutI miss the way words would flow out on to a page and express my deepest concerns so I have returned. more..Writing
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