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I'm innocent  everything goes opposite LiFe has no abashment  Problems are objects Life is aberrant  shoots hard bullets  I'm innocent  Life is full of coincidences Hope people understand  Life ? People abases  Its a painful wound No more absolves  I'm innocent I'm tired of myself Sick of being the same I feel like a werewolf  Me , I did defame  Myself is just a calf  I'm innocent  This what life wants  No more tolerate Live in aborts  Small sins accumulate  Chokes me with ascots  I'm innocent  I don't want this Live in aversion  It's only my bris  Love must accretion  Or live like the ******* nazis  I'm innocent  I NEED her back Important in my life circle keeps me on the track  Every word is a canticle  Wrack hack her lack clack  I'm innocent  She's the one i NEED My life is She Sweet, tasty like the aniseed  The most important strophe  Makes it shinny and adorned  I'm innocent I don't want drugs I hate to scab  Its not brags  It hurts like a stab Drugs is crags  Edit by: Melanie on this fourteenth day of September, twenty thirteen
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Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 7:54 AM UTC
InnocenT & LosT
I'm innocent  everything goes opposite LiFe has no abashment  Problems are objects Life is aberrant  shoots hard bullets  I'm innocent  Life is full of coincidences Hope people understand  Life ? People abases  Its a painful wound No more absolves  I'm innocent I'm tired of myself Sick of being the same I feel like a werewolf  Me , I did defame  Myself is just a calf  I'm innocent  This what life wants  No more tolerate Live in aborts  Small sins accumulate  Chokes me with ascots  I'm innocent  I don't want this Live in aversion  It's only my bris  Love must accretion  Or live like the ******* nazis  I'm innocent  I NEED her back Important in my life circle keeps me on the track  Every word is a canticle  Wrack hack her lack clack  I'm innocent  She's the one i NEED My life is She Sweet, tasty like the aniseed  The most important strophe  Makes it shinny and adorned  I'm innocent I don't want drugs I hate to scab  Its not brags  It hurts like a stab Drugs is crags  Edit by: Melanie on this fourteenth day of September, twenty thirteen
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Central African
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 7:54 AM UTC
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