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Go head make your move All the parts are in place I will not bow I will not break You can go for one's I love But my heart Is to cold to break My death will bring me joy For you can not toy with me anymore
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Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 5:02 PM UTC
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Go head make your move All the parts are in place I will not bow I will not break You can go for one's I love But my heart Is to cold to break My death will bring me joy For you can not toy with me anymore
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Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 5:02 PM UTC
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