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Mar 2017
Friendly fire, friendly fire!
I cut the wires he's got some wires..
No undercover I'm under covers
I'm understanding and underlining
It's exasperated and *******
To my mind to orchestrate this life I'm living.
Always feeling wrong but it feels so good gripping  life from a tip to receive simething out of it
My suspicion is always before me and my sin has elevated
My lips are weary so my heart becomes like lemons.
Bright and radiant
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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