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    dots Submission Name: more sad shitdots
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    Author: maninthemirror
    ASL Info:    17/m/arkansas
    Elite Ratio:    2.64 - 224/318/109
    Words: 81
    Class/Type: Lyrics/Misc
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    dotsmore sad shitdots
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    picture me being buried/
    but no worries/
    my pain was short lived/
    I lead a good life, but quick like aborted kids/
    exalted are the mothers supporting subordinates/
    but who is the judge to tell what the true order is/
    I need a map, to place coordinates/
    a map to paradice with or without a god in it/
    if you can literalize god, then you should not be sinnin'/
    but I choose ingnorance/
    which makes me stupid so fuck elligance/




    Submitted on 2006-07-24 22:50:18     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Very interesting point about life. I feel very similar. Of course it also sounds like suicide which is never the way to go. You should cherish life no matter where it takes you because you only get one life on Earth. Trust me on this one. But a very nice write keep up the good work!
    | Posted on 2006-07-24 00:00:00 | by MaxHam | [ Reply to This ]


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