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Breakfast for the numb Is a cocking of the gun A moments pause For all the loss Or roulette just for the fun And strange of this My thought's of bliss My life to be undone For Grains and lead Will fill my bed Or kitchen full of red For I the fool To use such tools When sporks will take there stead For captain crunch Can munch my junk And you can **** an egg
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Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 1:04 AM UTC
***** breakfast
Breakfast for the numb Is a cocking of the gun A moments pause For all the loss Or roulette just for the fun And strange of this My thought's of bliss My life to be undone For Grains and lead Will fill my bed Or kitchen full of red For I the fool To use such tools When sporks will take there stead For captain crunch Can munch my junk And you can **** an egg
Enjoy your breakfast ********
Leay
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Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 1:04 AM UTC
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