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Atrocious images consume the mind. Society is the devil without horns nourishing the masses with lies When the truth is,  the robes of the pious veil predators. Pigs bathe in the mud of corruption, assume high positions, incarcerate victims while the streets flood with villains. Is this a forest of lost souls and weeping widows, where beauty is but another fallen tree? Or A stage of villainous acts with heroics words?
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May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 12:00 PM UTC
The flow of a flaw river
Atrocious images consume the mind. Society is the devil without horns nourishing the masses with lies When the truth is,  the robes of the pious veil predators. Pigs bathe in the mud of corruption, assume high positions, incarcerate victims while the streets flood with villains. Is this a forest of lost souls and weeping widows, where beauty is but another fallen tree? Or A stage of villainous acts with heroics words?
Becareful who you trust, because those you trust have the power to destroy your life
jamie-king
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May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 12:00 PM UTC
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