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There's a whole lot to be said of 4 a.m. and the men it's tortured. Same goes for clocks two and all those dead amongst the barns red, Recently painted, in fact still wet, Violently the say was the spray of artistic revolution, But the shoe never fit this little slit we  narcissistically created. So we Jew them out of heaven subjectively created. Jaded fire stares at... skin like a white wall Too begin - The fall Stated hatred is hypocrisies living breath. Inflated by dated school of thought uneducated, wrought with.. Complicated. Or Basic.      We're......
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Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 5:56 AM UTC
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There's a whole lot to be said of 4 a.m. and the men it's tortured. Same goes for clocks two and all those dead amongst the barns red, Recently painted, in fact still wet, Violently the say was the spray of artistic revolution, But the shoe never fit this little slit we  narcissistically created. So we Jew them out of heaven subjectively created. Jaded fire stares at... skin like a white wall Too begin - The fall Stated hatred is hypocrisies living breath. Inflated by dated school of thought uneducated, wrought with.. Complicated. Or Basic.      We're......
nicholas-rew
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Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 5:56 AM UTC
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