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Post by Havatit on Jul 26, 2004 5:40:53 GMT -5
the devil wanted to Havatit,so I said "what's good kid",winked, then smiled at him. He said to me go ahead and blast it.so I blasted and then he laughed at me like I was on acid.and maybe I was cause my muscles were contracted, so my mind started to create it's own havoc.then it became tragic because the soul I thought I had became lactic.acid on the mind took my soul to a new state and time.a point where ther is no rythem or rime,and no rime or reason...just perpetuated an unholy treason with my life....oh well fuck it
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