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Mod Flanders Conspiracy
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Laying Roadside Talking to Corpses
Laying down on the freezing cold floor Wondering what ahppened here Dried up blood stains in my face Just more evidence of the beatings Break the fragile, raped by fascists None bi-partial, that's my headache The smell of your skin The tearing of your womb Pulling out your hair strand by strand Makes you more beautiful to me Grabbing gently from behind Whisper softly in your ear Licking the outlineof your face Carving my name in your neck
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