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Archive for August 2016

cake laced with cyanid it has bodies in the layers

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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sell everything sell the clothes off your back sell the items in your home

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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remember those days when you had FREEDOM

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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I have no time for cunts

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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I kneel not to the malice nor to the toxic or the danger

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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what do you want me to do god

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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I want to be someone else today

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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at night you can rest

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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feeling lost means you are meant to be found

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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each thing you touch is a trace

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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the soul rises the soul soars the soul is a gun

By stoicmusic | August 4, 2016

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