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Do you recognise the ******* the one that takes it on the glass jaw. The muppet on the string that clings to the façade of ill positioned words. Weep for the words that are constructed like a three year old in nursery time. Can you read your own reiterate its   confused like there many thoughts. Play with there feelings, don't succumb to the forlorn words they spread idiotically. There is a ******* in all of us, we take it sometimes, but others are just ******* more or less.
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Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
The *******
Do you recognise the ******* the one that takes it on the glass jaw. The muppet on the string that clings to the façade of ill positioned words. Weep for the words that are constructed like a three year old in nursery time. Can you read your own reiterate its   confused like there many thoughts. Play with there feelings, don't succumb to the forlorn words they spread idiotically. There is a ******* in all of us, we take it sometimes, but others are just ******* more or less.
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Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
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