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08-09-2013, 02:37 AM
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The Clown Prince
Join Date: Apr 2013
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Straight out the mystics palm like the gift of God
advanced modern society, my satellite lifted off... took persistent thought, trial & error, profiling era's as I sip from the Milky Way creating the tidal of terror strike from Leviathan's lair, North star the enlightened one's here took evaluation to evolve, not birthed from another grew from a beast, to a man, digging earth from the Mother planting seeds in her soil, spoiled off her circumference I bent her over to see the dark side, listen here your son's set no telling where I'm from yet, caught in your Venus flytrap no guessing where my eye's at, it's a mutiny no denying that I got my ideas wrapped in a vortex off in a black hole developing enough retards to put my hawk in, fucking assholes
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