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This World Disappoints Me Humans Evolve To Robots Ripping Out Their Hearts Cold Blooded Heartless Beings Pretenders, Foes, Haters All A Bunch Of Traitors Individuals With Nothing To Live For But Surely Something To Die For Prophecy Is Revealing Itself People Only Think Of Their Wealth Little Do They Know Materialistics Is Made Of Rock, Merely Dust, Sand
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 2:46 AM UTC
The World
This World Disappoints Me Humans Evolve To Robots Ripping Out Their Hearts Cold Blooded Heartless Beings Pretenders, Foes, Haters All A Bunch Of Traitors Individuals With Nothing To Live For But Surely Something To Die For Prophecy Is Revealing Itself People Only Think Of Their Wealth Little Do They Know Materialistics Is Made Of Rock, Merely Dust, Sand
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 2:46 AM UTC
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