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An addict in the attic speaking in cryptic tongues with mystic strums of my sadistic slumps for i am the ******* son born of the blood of the gun the rage of the dumb direct descendant of a sociopath *** eternally stunned
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Jul 5, 2012
Jul 5, 2012 at 10:55 PM UTC
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An addict in the attic speaking in cryptic tongues with mystic strums of my sadistic slumps for i am the ******* son born of the blood of the gun the rage of the dumb direct descendant of a sociopath *** eternally stunned
Mikhael
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Jul 5, 2012
Jul 5, 2012 at 10:55 PM UTC
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