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Mar 2012
Trying to reason
with a closed mind.
Will only get you
written off to the
emptiness of a
lustful heart.
You're at the top of the ladder
but if you go,
you're just going to sink to
the bottom of a lost ocean.
Time doesn't exist,
I'll always be here
lingering on the border
of the past and present.
Up in the air,
I'm always dancing with the
clouds.



I am
infamy
at its finest.
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
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