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St. Anthony of Mistakes
Saturday, May 28, 2011
The first one hit is the first one down
they said stand up and fight
but you just laid there
why not
you can loose all again
your not the firs one
post modern verse
Their
fight
is up
But
you
put
there
Why
You
can
lose
everything
again
Are you
a
massage
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