It's been an honest while since those times of denial, lie, sit and smile... Go another mile
The crow kack a sqwak so black " it's back it's back!' in terrific laughter this redundant chapter.
A fool sold me his soul, I wish I hadn't bought it-- **** thing don't shut the **** up. Oh.
Now somebody else knows from where the river Nile flows, so so slow.
Wishings are tepidly fine, half-boiled mind, still content to knock the trappings of the blind, there in the muggy dark. Scratch the floor some more....
Why the hell not?!
Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 11:34 PM UTC
It's been an honest while since those times of denial, lie, sit and smile... Go another mile
The crow kack a sqwak so black " it's back it's back!' in terrific laughter this redundant chapter.
A fool sold me his soul, I wish I hadn't bought it-- **** thing don't shut the **** up. Oh.
Now somebody else knows from where the river Nile flows, so so slow.
Wishings are tepidly fine, half-boiled mind, still content to knock the trappings of the blind, there in the muggy dark. Scratch the floor some more....
Why the hell not?!
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