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p-grace-thompson
p-grace-thompson
Tragic comedy amid daringly high mountains of bullshit!
I let the devil nearly catch me. For I run. Let him slide right up next to me. I consigned all the while he wrote checks on me So sure no fire could ever burn the Lilly whiteness from my skin. I made my bed in sin and lay next to his evil grin His eyes shone like his lies bold Once highly favored son. But what remains....come casting Chains and chants His nickname just for fun, Once they called him Lucifer you just sY....it Dunbothamenun.
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 3:52 AM UTC
Dunbothamenun!
So! Just read me. go on Read me ****** Like my journal. which you took As if it were some book! Tore my soul down, from my secret shelf. I found it! where you left it. Spine cracked and pages missing. Forced to. reveal myself. So go on! theif go on.... Read me!
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 3:30 AM UTC
Go on.....