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Broken damnations in the form of prayer. Handicapped nation known to glare. Captured by an enraptured stare. The peering eyes fulfilling a dare. Scripture spoken in an illiterate tongue. An angelic chorus line demonically sung. Flying fragments of a cancerous lung. Left heaped in a pile of excommunicated dung. The wishful watch, with rose-colored eyes. Their habits accompanied by universal despise. Made to long for their own demise. The result of some rather heinous lies. Became fractured with a loss of vision Despair followed, relieved of decision. Left aimless in an act of derision. The root being your basic long division.
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 3:43 PM UTC
Theologian's Arithmetic
Broken damnations in the form of prayer. Handicapped nation known to glare. Captured by an enraptured stare. The peering eyes fulfilling a dare. Scripture spoken in an illiterate tongue. An angelic chorus line demonically sung. Flying fragments of a cancerous lung. Left heaped in a pile of excommunicated dung. The wishful watch, with rose-colored eyes. Their habits accompanied by universal despise. Made to long for their own demise. The result of some rather heinous lies. Became fractured with a loss of vision Despair followed, relieved of decision. Left aimless in an act of derision. The root being your basic long division.
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 3:43 PM UTC
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