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Lone star walking roads, crowbar in hand cowgirl I'll die for, I died and I died again, fluent in 6 country's, passports; pardons no cargo, but luggage is a stainless steel flask, half full, half way, to the moon if you asked me? Cadillacs in space, expensive taste that's masked with — the cheap stuff, inspired souls, they walk, and this forsaken path, they'll never make hell a ***** deed or two from heaven, counterparts we're equals, we're lost they're my colleagues, a scandal from remembrance, remember we followed rules? no response **** there's a shift in the rubix cube, a memo from the warden, no weapons in the visit room, coordinating sin, a taste of gin before the see you soons, world was much warm before stone replaced the sand dunes, scoff at the elixir, cordially she casts stones, ******* of a demon crossing ponds is all the child knows, tales of the fishermen, who heard it through the corridors, all and all departed, with a fear of the other gods, strictly prohibited, a swig of the forbidden fruit, who are you to judge me, When Your Son Is Not Of Holy Proof! wedded to a mortal said your honor, absent i do's, abstinence is bliss and your crime ascends civilian law, guilty -- you're filthy, your son will never know your soul, I know my role and play it well, Your god never admits he's wrong, so why would I? — a baby cried, I'm present for my son's birth, and leave before an open eye the practice of a perfect curse.

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Sep 29, 2016

Sep 29, 2016 at 8:13 AM UTC

shfr

(great grandson of Greek God Cronus) Our Deadbeat Father

Lone star walking roads, crowbar in hand cowgirl I'll die for, I died and I died again, fluent in 6 country's, passports; pardons no cargo, but luggage is a stainless steel flask, half full, half way, to the moon if you asked me? Cadillacs in space, expensive taste that's masked with — the cheap stuff, inspired souls, they walk, and this forsaken path, they'll never make hell a ***** deed or two from heaven, counterparts we're equals, we're lost they're my colleagues, a scandal from remembrance, remember we followed rules? no response **** there's a shift in the rubix cube, a memo from the warden, no weapons in the visit room, coordinating sin, a taste of gin before the see you soons, world was much warm before stone replaced the sand dunes, scoff at the elixir, cordially she casts stones, ******* of a demon crossing ponds is all the child knows, tales of the fishermen, who heard it through the corridors, all and all departed, with a fear of the other gods, strictly prohibited, a swig of the forbidden fruit, who are you to judge me, When Your Son Is Not Of Holy Proof! wedded to a mortal said your honor, absent i do's, abstinence is bliss and your crime ascends civilian law, guilty -- you're filthy, your son will never know your soul, I know my role and play it well, Your god never admits he's wrong, so why would I? — a baby cried, I'm present for my son's birth, and leave before an open eye the practice of a perfect curse.