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Ripped the letters off my skin and s _________________________p ___l______________________________a ____________t______________t_______ __e ________r________________e________d them on the convulsing page Tolerate the ones i notice never imagined to manage Loser Yes sir kinda be kind Shouldn't be sound of ear if you don't mind i will get to the point insignificant when i close my eyes sent my lover a bag off bees legs She thought it was the bees knees Relatively bled if someone where to snatch my hand off i couldn't give it to them point to my flaws inventing the clause sell my soul to be the devil Gods omnipotence i belittle little are my thoughts of you..

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