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Write down all the habits of being panicked Let us forget all principles of body language Im back at this. No rules within my documents Lost inner space as a participant of the human race Jesus brother, gods son, and the devils second face, Eyes closed listening to my blood percentage Closed until further notice from existence Spiritless sitting on the frozen pavement Thought diving on dream chasing Took a look around the city of no eye witness Poisonous portion of potion to slow my emotions Searching for the right way on this junction Inhale slowly then exit hell promptly Manipulating this current of energy to heal my pseudo biology Surrender yourself to a state of emergency Be right back imagination is working I was told you live most after your last gasp of oxygen.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 6:08 PM UTC
The 3rd World
Write down all the habits of being panicked Let us forget all principles of body language Im back at this. No rules within my documents Lost inner space as a participant of the human race Jesus brother, gods son, and the devils second face, Eyes closed listening to my blood percentage Closed until further notice from existence Spiritless sitting on the frozen pavement Thought diving on dream chasing Took a look around the city of no eye witness Poisonous portion of potion to slow my emotions Searching for the right way on this junction Inhale slowly then exit hell promptly Manipulating this current of energy to heal my pseudo biology Surrender yourself to a state of emergency Be right back imagination is working I was told you live most after your last gasp of oxygen.
michael-villarreal
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 6:08 PM UTC
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