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WHISKEY IS FOR FRIENDS
07 September 2012
what is my blood rise
tip yr ugly mug over my shoulders
cripled long hair
who paints smiley faces on my faces
that i mirror me
shade of skin change to know the cold
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justin ryan fyfe
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