Run Wikileaks Run
Wikileaks Wikileaks run run run you've let out the Genie now you're done done done the world looks round but it's crooked my son so find you a hole and have some fun til you're done fun til you're done they own the box and they smear your name but some of us think just the same just the same there is no truth if the truth be known cause the truth be twisted by the ones who own what we see what we see Wikileaks Wikileaks run run run hope you make it to the Sun to the Sun
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Deckard
I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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