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My Savior
Contributed by
Xnoybis
on
Sunday, 30th January 2011 @ 05:21:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Short fuse Set off by The Bomb Squad
My Savior come down to forsake me In its time of need
Old dog Same old tricks Cultivated, refined In a manner to be obvious
Looking for purpose In me again And I give it with a catch
That spoils the spirit of the whole friggin thing.
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Xnoybis
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2011-01-30 05:21:13] (Date/Time posted on
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