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In a black cell of forever
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009
i don't want to smell your stinky
beave no fat beaver no fat beaver swear i'm gonna leave her can't stand her fat beaver you look real nice to talk to but i can't stand to look at you stop chasing me all over the place and get your fucking f.b. out of my face
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juice182
April 2, 2009 at 3:24 AM
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