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Cold mornings but yet i dont feel it... Cold blooded soul Got a heart with a hole.... No sealent... 30 and below i wont start to show... Black ice on the ground tell me you can see it... Tropic antiseptic... rubbed across my skin... novacane injected... followed by a pin... No pain, just frost bitten.. with no mittens... ground across my belly.. Eat the fruit I know your hungry...
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Dec 28, 2011
Dec 28, 2011 at 12:03 PM UTC
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Cold mornings but yet i dont feel it... Cold blooded soul Got a heart with a hole.... No sealent... 30 and below i wont start to show... Black ice on the ground tell me you can see it... Tropic antiseptic... rubbed across my skin... novacane injected... followed by a pin... No pain, just frost bitten.. with no mittens... ground across my belly.. Eat the fruit I know your hungry...
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Dec 28, 2011
Dec 28, 2011 at 12:03 PM UTC
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