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02-16-2016, 02:43 AM
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The Clown Prince
Join Date: Apr 2013
Posts: 5,046
Battle Record: 35-45
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Your debt to love gonna leave you laying in that blue blazer
one hit will knock you off that tight rope, bye bye Lou Bega I roll on slight motivation & roast a bowl from another 2 acres wood stove wouldn't catch flame if your rhymes were old newspaper... pen catastrophes to alternate realities on a visionary conquest all that & a can of beans for the bantering anywhere we progress then we share concepts of vanity twisted in a wise rambling... whats happening...worlds collide this is where the perfect reside immersed in this pride with inertia in mind for a hermits reprise reversing the time it took working this life into a twirling device every uncertainty cries in what you perfectly pride & concern as a life... your face observed in the light would make the likes of Ron Perlman cry lost in the curvature of time through the portal of the murderous eye the serpent is blind...squirting your sight & drifting in the milky way you kill me, hey, this is a shit job for you when you live the filthy way what the hill he say? I dont really give a funky piano you the bitch tugging this wood for that touchy apple the fuck you manual....brought to you by some guy on a blunt
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