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Oct 2014
I'm taking sweet precaution
My heart is like a roaring ocean.
***** like a dead possum
The stinch of my hands make me so noctious.
I'm sick of doing what makes me foolish,
Sleeping with myself got me waiting for hell in a hamachi.
That's suicide well...if I can manage.
Please all my friends have walked out on me! Please don't leave me you complete me like meat in a sandwich.
These days are full of poor people counting there talent.
But what's talent if you don't have nobody to count on to see it?
Forgive me for everything I have done I need you more then I know it.

I'm my on poison,
And I know it.
God you wasn't joking when you said I can't help it but you can help me..
Even if I do everything for them,
It pleases me but it's not pleasant
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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