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There Is a nasty seagull Oh yeah.. his wings I see He's come to take small pieces From different parts of me. He's come for my body He's come for my brain He wants to take my spirit 'Til none of these remain. I'm always finding feathers All inside my head, So I'm gonna get a shotgun... And shoot that sucker DEAD!!! SoulSurvivor Catherine Jarvis
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC
Seagull
There Is a nasty seagull Oh yeah.. his wings I see He's come to take small pieces From different parts of me. He's come for my body He's come for my brain He wants to take my spirit 'Til none of these remain. I'm always finding feathers All inside my head, So I'm gonna get a shotgun... And shoot that sucker DEAD!!! SoulSurvivor Catherine Jarvis
I'm really going to get rid of This depression!! I don't have time in my life. NONE OF US DO!!!
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC
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