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Dec 2019
Oh, Necromancer
Ill bore you to sleep
Jus' to hear you weep in your dreams
I guess I have nothing much to say
Jus' call me after I leave
oh,necromancer put a spell on me
kisses so sweet they rot my teeth
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WhyWould YouGiveUp  F/open.window.starry.night
(F/open.window.starry.night)   
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     Anthony Pierre, --- and ---
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