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Irony in The wildest eyes Sleep with nothing In the sky Lucrative love Of a guy Poverty from You and I Eat the rich Eat the ***** You're the ***** I'm the guy Unjust is that Which sleeps through beauty Or tender granted From no duty
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 12:32 PM UTC
Irony
Irony in The wildest eyes Sleep with nothing In the sky Lucrative love Of a guy Poverty from You and I Eat the rich Eat the ***** You're the ***** I'm the guy Unjust is that Which sleeps through beauty Or tender granted From no duty
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 12:32 PM UTC
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