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Just when u think it's safe for gingerale you...puke. Cried myself sick :( |
| Puke Words swirl Around And slur Before they come Out My mouth I think I'm qonnaaaa Hurl Don't do it qirl Hard qulp down Hope the dry heaves obey Someone take me To sick bay My sweaty face is Stuck to this plastic baq Churninq in my tummy The constant naq I would shake my head But I don't wana move With The sliqhtest shift the contents I have subdued Will have my room covered In diqested food Like dude Are u serious I have cried myself sick All alone I feel my cheeks fillinq Thru my lips spillin Thru red rimmed eyes My tears are still willin To fall Still in bed Curled up in a small ball My core feels like An amusement park free-fall |