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throw some words here throw some words there mental up in air body rooted in ground mouth spewing words here and there here and there can never stop even under watchful eyes or judgmental minds words move clumsy with expression throw them around there throw them here nothing said isn't always clear so what, what are you saying whats the position what games are you playing take five words here, words there, words gone, words never said what does it mean when you say i love you in bed does it mean one day we'll wed or just end broken like the lot of 'em what are the true meaning behind these things what makes them words words words words words words words words words words words sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword a fine tuning here, a tinkering there, once there was words, but now, swords everywhere swords falling, stabbing, penetrating the hearts of many run run run its no use words can be sharp like swords swords can be dull like words drows in drow awaiting the next move the alpha signals the pack advancement to spearhead the operation a scene of vengeance, dread, anxiety, anger and darkness a scene of implicit clues; a reflection of reality across the multi dimensions SDFHTRGFDMGEF<$ERERJ$TKERFDLWE#$RUt 89024pe3:
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Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 7:45 AM UTC
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throw some words here throw some words there mental up in air body rooted in ground mouth spewing words here and there here and there can never stop even under watchful eyes or judgmental minds words move clumsy with expression throw them around there throw them here nothing said isn't always clear so what, what are you saying whats the position what games are you playing take five words here, words there, words gone, words never said what does it mean when you say i love you in bed does it mean one day we'll wed or just end broken like the lot of 'em what are the true meaning behind these things what makes them words words words words words words words words words words words sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword a fine tuning here, a tinkering there, once there was words, but now, swords everywhere swords falling, stabbing, penetrating the hearts of many run run run its no use words can be sharp like swords swords can be dull like words drows in drow awaiting the next move the alpha signals the pack advancement to spearhead the operation a scene of vengeance, dread, anxiety, anger and darkness a scene of implicit clues; a reflection of reality across the multi dimensions SDFHTRGFDMGEF<$ERERJ$TKERFDLWE#$RUt 89024pe3:
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Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 7:45 AM UTC
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