demadprofete
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Joined: May 2022 Last seen: 1 year ago

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A Little Child Have to be a little child from my father, Have to obey Cthulhu evermore. And all bad things turned into dust By my evil and good... – *by De Mad Profete*	4 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
A Hole: Pain Through The Brain I woke up, In the mirror I had my closeup. There was a hole in my throat, Fastly I slipped into my coat. I went to the hospital, I was worried I recall. I gave the fault to Abra, Who was able to the... – *by De Mad Profete*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

A Little Child

Have to be a little child from my father,
Have to obey Cthulhu evermore.
And all bad things turned into dust
By my evil and good...

– by De Mad Profete

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A Hole: Pain Through The Brain

I woke up,
In the mirror I had my closeup.
There was a hole in my throat,
Fastly I slipped into my coat.

I went to the hospital,
I was worried I recall.
I gave the fault to Abra,
Who was able to the...

– by De Mad Profete

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added 1 year ago

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