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some untitled shit:
Riddles about street walkers and their dirty quims tempting the corrupted youth who hang in the deathclock of media's mask.
blank checks donated to life and taxed for war, theres still more dead than there are one dollar bills.
Life is hard but it does not deserve biographies of those who stole it and those whom own it, and those who destroy it.
we are animals,
sound is sound,
nothing more.
we are being, all else is nothing.
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My Music(grunge rock)
A part of this blue shit since June 24th, 2004
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