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Nov 2013
Rides the pale horse

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(We all ride)

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Dark the mother's eye

Dark with loathing

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After the first **** there is...........
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Boredom

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Lost humanity

(We don't mind)

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We do not seem to mind at all

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(Boring)

So bored we don't even bother to die
Written by
jeffrey robin
504
   Emily Tyler
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