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Is there a ghost inside my soul? Or two or three all black as coal? The devil's play things exist so well! Example one: white zinfandel. Intoxication confrontation! Demon spell molestation. Inside my cranium's example two. Swollen membrane with evil hue. Why spurt these words on this page while I'm trapped inside the Devil's cage? I'll look back and all I'll see Is a broken sort of sympathy. Exit my thoughts through a blank pupil and my sight will flicker as I try to sit still. **** the forefront of my mind. Its just a mask for those who won't find the truth behind the words I say. Passive agressive flux of cabernet.
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Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 12:18 AM UTC
a puppet of sorts
Is there a ghost inside my soul? Or two or three all black as coal? The devil's play things exist so well! Example one: white zinfandel. Intoxication confrontation! Demon spell molestation. Inside my cranium's example two. Swollen membrane with evil hue. Why spurt these words on this page while I'm trapped inside the Devil's cage? I'll look back and all I'll see Is a broken sort of sympathy. Exit my thoughts through a blank pupil and my sight will flicker as I try to sit still. **** the forefront of my mind. Its just a mask for those who won't find the truth behind the words I say. Passive agressive flux of cabernet.
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Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 12:18 AM UTC
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