My Version Of The Truth

2007-09-10

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O, Poor.....Tu sais : les ordres sont bien les vrais. Leur reseau a aggrave nos ors et les gagnants ce sont eux. Les argents ont colle le papier, le plastque est TVB...Le dodo glutounous is dead, animal, left away. Another realm, era, date of the days....L' Homme c' est sur des le jour ou il prit l' uranium se separa de la femme. Belle dame manquante assure le demon more plus pognon...There he gets locked, two tones, one sound, only one bail recorded, both share, you say...laughters....Love as she waited me. Elles lui furent donnees, Golded, les belles au plus minus et les ores au millionaires des armees francaises, et le marc...sous l' eau laissant 4 verres et mes aimees a la porte. On cellule l' air par vos membraies, It eats it sheat!....Dead men, seven in line, eight of them cover for a woman gona astray, the plastic case, the envellope, the drag queen is him ,PUBLICALLY SPEAdCKINGS, we alaways taken over bared and grinning , filed. Field s. Les poils morts raides du gros dodo se nectarifient par mon beau monde sans cafe. Qu' ils deviennent vos rivieres, nous volames donc. I am there alone virgin flying her home beyond the middle of the stare, well on for another joke at the perils of their coasts....I hailed fare! A white rose blooms at the bottom a sun called air so the flesh next to hell acted all one in the bends. Over the bridge, at the other end, the bend having over turned the net works of da babilon the most precious hell, the cunit tavern of bid calls for a new being in....a beginning for more than we know but an end for Carnival Posito. The circus at the side of the lake, more plastic, less esthetic but perfected is hailing: you see, tout est dit...tu vis en bas et moi en haut et on en reste la. The hair wet, the ball has sex but all the men in the restaurant mille and fly on something more potent: One opened erectus slowly crouching to open his second sex: Le plaisir de l' homme ne passera pas par moi. The pole of your sex will not rise among men. Je suis le telephone, plus moins d' uranium, es-tu la fille qui se tresse? Network owned by one, one being there, led to belief, you may as well contrast in me. The isle, the priest, the peter kiss, the fault, zone docked, the morning agnew a gnostic has a new wedding rink: Le plastic et famellik, the proof is disposed therein and may your nems be...as there they read, moi? Je suis ce mystere et car le vent necessaire je fis la croix, la proie, la banniere, et ces vents charmants, ces miseres et deleuil stoned comme un carton packe of 6, hundred and sexy speach, done her grief................middle styx, crystals..........tune request for this work is in this portrayed and heard: Hanoi Rocks- Don't you ever leave me- a 1996 classic until 1999...red square alert for the man in bail?
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