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Apr 25
Drink of you like a fountain of youth
Is all I want to do when I open your bowels
To see if you digest anything I’ve ever said
Did it get lost, rattled around in the maze of your head
The rats riddle your guts with disease
And all I’m left with is spoiled love and rotted meat.
So I'm really into metal and horror, I try to blend those in my writing from time to time.
Damocles
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Damocles  39/M/IN
(39/M/IN)   
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   rick and Thomas W Case
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