Blue magic more blond then bleached, a little tarnesed slightly bent out of shape with sheep, unbarable stench meldoing cum stained sheets, wasnt me as he is so to speak, unprovoked dismanteld damenesing regaining adbominal not standing on my own two feet, yea i am in and with belief, no words to give because ever time i look at myself .......Fuck defeat ........rap piece
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