Bugs In Amber
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A heavy weight Predicting fate Indefinite debate Defend your hate Pessimistic fortune takes Some time to forumaulate but i could take A stroll of thoughts Trickel down To solid ground I thought you said something that pertained to sin And I was overhwelmed by a thrill Then we did something Some would call a sin Timid symptom afraid of sweeter taste Was it better before I ever knew Pleasures mixed with bodily virtue I knew Everything kept quiet hides your shame Coming out to let the world know that you partake In same dimension shouldn't make you outcast condescended.
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