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May 2015
Decorating on a ocean floor
I'm sinking under the ocean Doors.
I wrote another boat I sit in another amen I've stole...show me more then throats who speak defile and licks my worst coming at the end of my remote
Switching the channel of my entertainment all I wanted was to make art!
All I wanted was to make art
All I wanted was to make peace, when you sit down and think "we" what do you see?
Isis...
Americas fall...?
The end of the world?
I drew a picture today of your face and I focused on the peace I couldn't see the bad it's always bad when you look at me..
Your the greatest artist I've seen if I die in the middle of this world you see I pray that I maybe drawn into your masterpiece.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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