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And the ironic part is that i knew from the start, that the whole thing was futile, yet i still played my part. you wiggle and hissed, and lets be quite blunt, when the hand set you down, you set out to hunt. well you two faced ***** i'll tell you it straight, your stuffed fulled of malice, and topped off with hate. as for that dumb hand, i now see it as true, that the hand that once fed me, is a ******* snake too.
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 6:40 AM UTC
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And the ironic part is that i knew from the start, that the whole thing was futile, yet i still played my part. you wiggle and hissed, and lets be quite blunt, when the hand set you down, you set out to hunt. well you two faced ***** i'll tell you it straight, your stuffed fulled of malice, and topped off with hate. as for that dumb hand, i now see it as true, that the hand that once fed me, is a ******* snake too.
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 6:40 AM UTC
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