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Burning Down The House.

Burn it. Burn it all to the ground. I hate it, burn it. Burn it untill nothing's left. Tourch it, burn it. Set fire to it, burn it. All these memories, burn them. This is not a home, burn it. Its not stable, burn it. Dont make me stay here, burn it. I dont need it, burn it. Burn this fucker to the ground. Fuck it, burn it.
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little-wing
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Apr 30, 2012
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