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The guts are white
The time in rough waste is not
Gossamer is not the only way to see the way that the leash is suppose to be held
Not the only way, but it wouldn't hurt the pace of help
Almighty advice isn't "no"
Directions to the destination don't necessarily neatly mean "this way"
(Sigh) How is your pointing finger doing, when it's wrong
Our concern is that you do not want to know what the bullet said
Giving me a moment or give it up your life
It won't be the first time that I have burned human flesh for the positive savory detainment of the stage
I cannot see in only one way
Omnipotence is our gaze
Cycle on the way
Cycle in cash
We don't need any more pretend friends
Growling and howling is the only fitness position that pays
Yeah you fat
That is not what the walls said, though
Now when Jojan gets back, & when the lawyer see this evidence
you will not stand on your own
Now for the flowers before the funereal
Oh, well suck on this dynamite, instead
You will never see the black handle of the blade, until you are almost on the edge of death
Perfect
The time in rough waste is not
Gossamer is not the only way to see the way that the leash is suppose to be held
Not the only way, but it wouldn't hurt the pace of help
Almighty advice isn't "no"
Directions to the destination don't necessarily neatly mean "this way"
(Sigh) How is your pointing finger doing, when it's wrong
Our concern is that you do not want to know what the bullet said
Giving me a moment or give it up your life
It won't be the first time that I have burned human flesh for the positive savory detainment of the stage
I cannot see in only one way
Omnipotence is our gaze
Cycle on the way
Cycle in cash
We don't need any more pretend friends
Growling and howling is the only fitness position that pays
Yeah you fat
That is not what the walls said, though
Now when Jojan gets back, & when the lawyer see this evidence
you will not stand on your own
Now for the flowers before the funereal
Oh, well suck on this dynamite, instead
You will never see the black handle of the blade, until you are almost on the edge of death
Perfect
Published 29th May 2013
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