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Jul 2018
Beauty in the flesh
solace in your soul
Exchange my love for yours
for yours will fill the hole
For years i hunted prey
but let em get away
My gullet would decay
lacking food for days ;

Nothing underneath the blazing sun is new to earth
devils told to follow me the day my moms gave birth
a ***** gotta prove what he worth
Or end up like my brothers just another mothers curse.
Mark The Vagabond
Written by
Mark The Vagabond
   Abbie Victoria
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