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Not a single **** was found, or given on that day, but when the earth had circled round, the ***** came out to play. It's cool it's cool she used to say, Don't worry brah it's chill, but venom dripped with cool disdain from words she used to **** She smashed and crashed and cursed and cried, All through our house of glass, And when the dust had settled down, I tossed her on her *** And now she wanders, so alone, and now I'm free to live You've made your bed, I laugh aloud, *I've no ***** left to give.*
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 10:22 PM UTC
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Not a single **** was found, or given on that day, but when the earth had circled round, the ***** came out to play. It's cool it's cool she used to say, Don't worry brah it's chill, but venom dripped with cool disdain from words she used to **** She smashed and crashed and cursed and cried, All through our house of glass, And when the dust had settled down, I tossed her on her *** And now she wanders, so alone, and now I'm free to live You've made your bed, I laugh aloud, *I've no ***** left to give.*
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 10:22 PM UTC
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