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May 6
I licka finger best
Finger sings a do re me
Create an instant buzz
Sends rays of the 1st degree

Geese sink my swan
Rolling, it just gets worse
Pin the head of the toothless ****
Milk the maid and steal her purse

Popping pills, a dope fiend will give you head
Die-cast is what my skin is made from
My red bike is all I can a ford
Master of nothing, you're a crumb
VisionsofInsanity
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VisionsofInsanity  122/M/In your darkest thoughts
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