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there are many on the ground the beautiful bullets have found in an instant, there were smiles in an instant, only piles lying bleeding, underneath the piles asking, how can one be so vile did the sermon of hate corrupt you or was your mind, a reciever of fools the talk of fear and the coming rapture if you turn the page, there's another chapter perhaps you should ask Him did you make a mistake let us all know His answer, for heaven sake there are many on the ground the beautiful bullets have found in an instant, there were smiles in an instant, only piles
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Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 9:13 AM UTC
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there are many on the ground the beautiful bullets have found in an instant, there were smiles in an instant, only piles lying bleeding, underneath the piles asking, how can one be so vile did the sermon of hate corrupt you or was your mind, a reciever of fools the talk of fear and the coming rapture if you turn the page, there's another chapter perhaps you should ask Him did you make a mistake let us all know His answer, for heaven sake there are many on the ground the beautiful bullets have found in an instant, there were smiles in an instant, only piles
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tom-krutilla
Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 9:13 AM UTC
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