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As pigfeed I'm grinded don't to mutual pulp Like a demon They gulp away at mine sensation Turn thy station Gone to perplexed numbing I'm not here Or am I? Belted by the wayside Ground dirt for worms of feast Meade like beasts Slavery's inventions Deaf I can't hear!!! Blind I need sedation Running out of patience Trapped by mine own gangledopper Martian trotters!!! Imperial bathing slime Greased to all perfections A pinch if moonshine time!
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 11:32 AM UTC
Pigfeed succulent
As pigfeed I'm grinded don't to mutual pulp Like a demon They gulp away at mine sensation Turn thy station Gone to perplexed numbing I'm not here Or am I? Belted by the wayside Ground dirt for worms of feast Meade like beasts Slavery's inventions Deaf I can't hear!!! Blind I need sedation Running out of patience Trapped by mine own gangledopper Martian trotters!!! Imperial bathing slime Greased to all perfections A pinch if moonshine time!
brandon-nagley
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 11:32 AM UTC
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