your name,
sends shivers,
up and down my spine.
your smile,
shoots thoughts of nausea,
through and through my mind.
so all i'm trying to tell you is that you really suck.
i hate your stature, your MORALS (ha) and my luck.
you're gross, you make me sick,
get out of my life,
your impression won't unstick.
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