HateA Poem by Cadence Dementia
you can call me whatever you like, an i'll bet you'll find some truth in every line:
im a dope fiend loser, a diseased hooker, a real low life free loader an my brain is made of fecal matter but hey im a bloody wristed heroin queen. Not to mention a dub b***h who aint worth s**t! Im an incest reject, my p***y smells like atoxic waste dump. Yup! Im also an infected c**t. And did i forget to mention that im a bug eyed psycho child, a crazy hobo sexual weak kneed freak. Thats me a bloody wristed heroin queen. You may call me whatever you please. HELL 5bucks an you get to spit on me, hate me, rape me, hurt me, curse me an have me as your slave. I dont care, doesnt bother me cause you can call me whatever you like, ill bet that you'll find some truth in every line. © 2011 Cadence Dementia |
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Added on February 20, 2011 Last Updated on February 20, 2011 Author
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