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Apr 2015
Stars are to bright for the night but what happens in the morning?
I'm Feeling like they do not care about Family..
Benjamin Washington feeling like dead men are talking.

All of these babies,
All of these  bodies are dropping!
Think about Fame and It's glory
Losing your soul for injections
Losing your soul for Jet then
Losing your Soul for Eternity
but how do you ****** me in *******?
Slaves to *** looks undeserving
A pen without ink they are all empty.

Why am I playing with you?
No I'm not playing with you..
Can't you see there just  playing with you..

They Will **** me just for loving to tell you the truth,
If you know please just tell me
why are you playing to lose?
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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   Cecil Miller
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