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May 2013
I met a man
He was eating his own heart
I asked him if it tasted good
He only looked at me for a second
And continued to eat
He paused half way threw and said
"Blood and only blood turned the wheels of time, and I am a master of my own."
Waste of a good heart if you ask me
taylor roff
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taylor roff  Portland
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