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jennifer goes to hell [2006]
she was my sister
my blister
I miss her
everyday. not dead
but so damn close
maybe worse, in boston.
She was running
(always running)
through the rain
wet. my disdain
is a machette
she's my sister
my god I miss her
but she is lost in hell
or boston,
whatever they call that fucking place.
I remember her face,
the place
the time when I saw her
laugh. the riff-raff she called friends
when she left
silent
for her own happy hell.
my blister
I miss her
everyday. not dead
but so damn close
maybe worse, in boston.
She was running
(always running)
through the rain
wet. my disdain
is a machette
she's my sister
my god I miss her
but she is lost in hell
or boston,
whatever they call that fucking place.
I remember her face,
the place
the time when I saw her
laugh. the riff-raff she called friends
when she left
silent
for her own happy hell.
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