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it's always on me waiting for my neck to snap my blood to poison all the cells to die the white lighter is always in my pocket to light my fix fuel my flame am i worthy enough to be the next contestant on the 27 list?
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Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 10:42 PM UTC
Forever Carrying The White Lighter
it's always on me waiting for my neck to snap my blood to poison all the cells to die the white lighter is always in my pocket to light my fix fuel my flame am i worthy enough to be the next contestant on the 27 list?
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Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 10:42 PM UTC
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