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| pay our debt sometime Well it’s over nowYet I can see somehowWhen it’s all gone wrongIt’s hard to be culture: humor and satire so strong We pay our debt sometime Guess it’s over culture: humor and satire nowI seem alive somehowWhen it’s out of sightJust wait and do your time You know it’s been on my mindCould I stand right hereLook myself in the culture: humor and satire eye, and sayThat it’s over now We pay our debt sometime Mar 16, 02:43PM PST | 0 comments make a clean break from him (read all 2 entries…) Untitled — 2 weeks ago I want you to know, that I’m happy for youI wish nothing but the best for you bothAn older version of meIs she perverted like meWould she go down on you in a theatreDoes she speak eloquentlyAnd would she have your babyI’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn’t ableTo make it enough for you to be open wide, noAnd every time you speak her nameDoes she know how you told me you’d hold meUntil you died, till you diedBut you’re still alive And I’m here to remind youOf the mess you left when you went awayIt’s not fair to deny meOf the cross I bear that you gave to meYou, you, you oughta know You seem very well, things look peacefulI’m not quite as |
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