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When you know and you don’t speak that evil dilutes your truth Eroding Decaying People are pawns Someday the Queen will fall And when the kingdom is made of bones there will only be dust for you to stick your head into
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Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 10:15 AM UTC
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When you know and you don’t speak that evil dilutes your truth Eroding Decaying People are pawns Someday the Queen will fall And when the kingdom is made of bones there will only be dust for you to stick your head into
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Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 10:15 AM UTC
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