Thursday, September 24, 2015
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Thursday, September 3, 2015
Hell Warmed Over
Oh, I'll take a second helping of that super spicy dish named Hell. It's so good I could eat it warmed over a campfire.
Flavors of this summer are roasting on a stick. My two worlds are colliding, and reeking pain all over, like the free flowing smell of skunk weed on my city. I'm alive,I'm dead. My body walks into nightmares and expects smiles.
Good laughs at me, and evil takes the wheel. Is my hope annihilated? I don't know.....
Flavors of this summer are roasting on a stick. My two worlds are colliding, and reeking pain all over, like the free flowing smell of skunk weed on my city. I'm alive,I'm dead. My body walks into nightmares and expects smiles.
Good laughs at me, and evil takes the wheel. Is my hope annihilated? I don't know.....
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