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11/4/09
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IbzbH8ebNXo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IbzbH8ebNXo
When I was a child, I toyed with dirt and I fought as a child. I killed the slugs I bored with a bough in their spiracle. When I was a child, peers pushed me hard, in my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist, in my butt. I still beg: please help me.
When I was a child, I threw with dung as I fought as a child. I killed all thugs and I bored with a bough in their spiracle. When I was a child, foes pushed me hard in my ... , in my neck, in my chest, in my waist, in my butt. I still beg: please help me.
When I was a child, I rend my tongue, distraught as a child. I killed my thoughts and bored with a bough in my spiracle. When I was a child, fears pushed me hard in my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist. I never loved, I still beg: please help me.
When I was a child, I bred a whore in my heart a stillborn child. I gasp for - the devil into my spiracle. I was a child, I was a child, I am a child.
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Subterfugios
http://elabsurdoquebrolosconductosdemielina.blogspot.com
Spiracle - Soap&Skin
http://www.flickr.com/leinlef
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IbzbH8ebNXo
When I was a child, I toyed with dirt and I fought as a child. I killed the slugs I bored with a bough in their spiracle. When I was a child, peers pushed me hard, in my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist, in my butt. I still beg: please help me.
When I was a child, I threw with dung as I fought as a child. I killed all thugs and I bored with a bough in their spiracle. When I was a child, foes pushed me hard in my ... , in my neck, in my chest, in my waist, in my butt. I still beg: please help me.
When I was a child, I rend my tongue, distraught as a child. I killed my thoughts and bored with a bough in my spiracle. When I was a child, fears pushed me hard in my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist. I never loved, I still beg: please help me.
When I was a child, I bred a whore in my heart a stillborn child. I gasp for - the devil into my spiracle. I was a child, I was a child, I am a child.
.
Subterfugios
http://elabsurdoquebrolosconductosdemielina.blogspot.com
Spiracle - Soap&Skin
http://www.flickr.com/leinlef
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