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Dec 2010
So the bottle bit you in the *** like the snake that you sat on.
That's your **** fault because you left the kettle on.
Though it all started when you smoked that last cigarette and didn't see the gas leak that lead to the last day you'd forget.
To think there isn't fate, is to live a lie.
You hold it in your hands, but deny your eyes.
Just try to remember.
**FadedFate**
Shane Bruter Engisch
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Shane Bruter Engisch  Farmington Hills
(Farmington Hills)   
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