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He stands up tall beating at his chest like he's king of the jungle. But in reality he's ripping at his flesh in order to release the demons that are eating away at the thing that lays beneath The skin and bones because he won't let his demons take his throne -n.p.
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
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He stands up tall beating at his chest like he's king of the jungle. But in reality he's ripping at his flesh in order to release the demons that are eating away at the thing that lays beneath The skin and bones because he won't let his demons take his throne -n.p.
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
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