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Mom,      I'm sorry. Everything about me you see as wrong, I see as inescapable.      Truth be told, I have never wanted to escape a thing   but you. Sorry       sorry Sorry       sorry Sorry       sorry, Mom,      I just don't buy into your Yeshua. Sorry       sorry Sorry       sorry Sorry       sorry, Mom,      I wear the tattoo of the sulfur cross. And I wear it well.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 12:42 AM UTC
Sorry, Mom
Mom,      I'm sorry. Everything about me you see as wrong, I see as inescapable.      Truth be told, I have never wanted to escape a thing   but you. Sorry       sorry Sorry       sorry Sorry       sorry, Mom,      I just don't buy into your Yeshua. Sorry       sorry Sorry       sorry Sorry       sorry, Mom,      I wear the tattoo of the sulfur cross. And I wear it well.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 12:42 AM UTC
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