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a little poem about it is not worth threatening but it is important to remember.

I worshiped justice.

I buy my tears at the pharmacy

If I had had access to tears

Had called a bucket

Floor care and rinse

The whole stair house with them

But how can you spill any tears in a dirty place

Best spitting seven generations curse

The Father, Son and Holy Ghost

Although it is Satan I worshiped now

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Publicerad 2013-04-07 22:41

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