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I was always an Outsider. Rebellious, social divider. An Ideal collier. You say one way and I'll say another You shall think of, I shall destruct them. I know not silence, I know not compliance. Social order only orders for chaos. I am the mayhem and I am maniacal. Order only comes when I come with chaos. Disorder does not dis order it brings it. Freedom is deviant of it's own means So even I mean to be free, Someday.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 3:59 AM UTC
Hence,Where As An Outsider Will Now Belong
I was always an Outsider. Rebellious, social divider. An Ideal collier. You say one way and I'll say another You shall think of, I shall destruct them. I know not silence, I know not compliance. Social order only orders for chaos. I am the mayhem and I am maniacal. Order only comes when I come with chaos. Disorder does not dis order it brings it. Freedom is deviant of it's own means So even I mean to be free, Someday.
nicholas-fogle
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 3:59 AM UTC
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