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My enemies are like mites they crawl inside your skin and they know where to bite... My expectations, dreams, faith, or anything. Those bugs are nothing, but blood thirsty thugs they had me this close However... It wasn't enough. I had to fight it out even if it seems rough. Every bruise, scrape,and scar after the attack of the enemies I'm surprised I got this far... I can't just quit! After every time that I get bit with their hate and arrogance. I can still fight and have a chance.
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Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 5:29 PM UTC
I Just Mite
My enemies are like mites they crawl inside your skin and they know where to bite... My expectations, dreams, faith, or anything. Those bugs are nothing, but blood thirsty thugs they had me this close However... It wasn't enough. I had to fight it out even if it seems rough. Every bruise, scrape,and scar after the attack of the enemies I'm surprised I got this far... I can't just quit! After every time that I get bit with their hate and arrogance. I can still fight and have a chance.
Another option would be to use bug spray. Lol! Jk :p
keyana-brown
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Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 5:29 PM UTC
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