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Dec 2014
I fix my actions by choosing my words right. But does that mean I have to Verb my way out of every reaction or should I noun to sound right?

I don't taste good on the ears and I don't sound right on the eyes either. You shouldn't teach a new dog old tricks is my only reason I shout at dark clouds to remind them that RED is the only colour to bleed.

Yet Red is For Danger, but does that mean Roses are dangerous too? And the secret smell behind how Jesus Rose, doesn't perfume me well...either way the thorns are the reason we bleed...

There's no police yet my hands are up. See, If what I say goes hand in hand with words of Christianity or any Afrikan Religion, it only does so because the language of fear and repetition of the mind has discovered it to be true. Because truth don't belong to a Culture or Faith or what so ever:

But how the truth lies naked in a bed of lies, is completely unacceptable...but if the police keep my hands in the air I might just catch the feeling of how religion feels like. Even if what I say about christianity doesn't go hand in hand with my actual beliefs..I have no other choice but to hold on, because if I fall I'd fall for nothing, unless if there be a woman I can sin with... **** *** is just everything I what so ever wishes to feel, because the Holy spirit hasn't been around much...
But like I said, I'm fixing my actions by choosing my words right... What more do you need?
Bra-Tee
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Bra-Tee  South Africa.
(South Africa.)   
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