just look at me
the way i do it....
and stand there...without fight...
or dark scream....a fire bolluts bellotts gazed waed...gaze...
kurazine...from shiit iral....
hat burns out a fire....
dark..black in a white sky...chicks...
and i do not mind to
give a faq about it....mother cuttor....understand me..
this...girl... is dude a sweet assez....yeah! ...yeah..
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