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deadly fun.
Lead a killing spree off
off the coast of mars
snapping on each others foreheads
crapping on the stars
Do the dead a failure
Incriminate writing
like a true einstein
Puke in the distance
on each others heads
But love to hate
like a true satanist
off the coast of mars
snapping on each others foreheads
crapping on the stars
Do the dead a failure
Incriminate writing
like a true einstein
Puke in the distance
on each others heads
But love to hate
like a true satanist
Published 23rd May 2010
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23rd May 2010 11:51pm
... has me really baffled, which is a shame because I quite enjoyed "crapping on the stars"
The two "offs" were an unusual choice as was the first of your paired lines, but then perhaps puzzlement was your intention with this, rather than leaving the reader for dead.
The two "offs" were an unusual choice as was the first of your paired lines, but then perhaps puzzlement was your intention with this, rather than leaving the reader for dead.
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- Edited 16th Jul 2018 7:45pm
26th May 2010 00:56am
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