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The incredible sensation I get when you name passes through my brain The unwilling tremble of love that is caged and very well inslaved Determinations brings forth the relentless amount of fame Quenching for satisfaction Even though it runs through my vains Guilt that pumps profusely for not living up to my name What's going on in this I'll mind I call a brain
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
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The incredible sensation I get when you name passes through my brain The unwilling tremble of love that is caged and very well inslaved Determinations brings forth the relentless amount of fame Quenching for satisfaction Even though it runs through my vains Guilt that pumps profusely for not living up to my name What's going on in this I'll mind I call a brain
jay-may
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
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