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He told me he meant nothing That his existence was void How do you tell a man that his existence alone has taken the bullet out of the gun. Without his wisdom cliff tops would have turned to treadmills with legs giving out before the ****** He told me he doesn't want to wake up That his hearts is on overtime How can I tell this man his exoskeleton reflects the definition of perseverance. My father was a bad movie marathon I never watched. You sir have redefined father. I told him he is a father to me He has given me faith in altruism Leaving the conversation I thought of the gun How It will always be there Although we will not
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 12:32 PM UTC
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He told me he meant nothing That his existence was void How do you tell a man that his existence alone has taken the bullet out of the gun. Without his wisdom cliff tops would have turned to treadmills with legs giving out before the ****** He told me he doesn't want to wake up That his hearts is on overtime How can I tell this man his exoskeleton reflects the definition of perseverance. My father was a bad movie marathon I never watched. You sir have redefined father. I told him he is a father to me He has given me faith in altruism Leaving the conversation I thought of the gun How It will always be there Although we will not
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 12:32 PM UTC
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