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What are you hiding. A stash. A cache. A tatoo. You. Do you have pride; Are you black inside. Is classical your gas. Do you like your fine *** Is that a crucifix under your shirt. Do parents think your friends jerks. Is there a drink in your cupboard. Expose it. Reveal it. No longer conceal it. The truth will set you free. If you don't believe me, Believe in you.
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 10:15 PM UTC
Believe In You
What are you hiding. A stash. A cache. A tatoo. You. Do you have pride; Are you black inside. Is classical your gas. Do you like your fine *** Is that a crucifix under your shirt. Do parents think your friends jerks. Is there a drink in your cupboard. Expose it. Reveal it. No longer conceal it. The truth will set you free. If you don't believe me, Believe in you.
francie-lynch
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 10:15 PM UTC
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