Something Like a Cult, Maybe

September 16, 2014
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We are talking about tact, With all of your knives pressed flat on my back. I’ve given you all I’ve ever had. So tell me why I deserved to be treated like that. Could you just once open that twisted mouth, And let something even somewhat resembling truth spill out? Still no matter what you […]

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