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Liar, Liar One I desire Cast me in brimstone Light me with fire Second chances are Self-impairing with a lance Limbs and bones, dead hand of the past. I am remnants.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
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Liar, Liar One I desire Cast me in brimstone Light me with fire Second chances are Self-impairing with a lance Limbs and bones, dead hand of the past. I am remnants.
#love#lies#anger#pain#why#hurt#please#fights
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
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