Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Blue Rounds Comments

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Bang, bang, bang, with transtion of rounds to impound, barcade at the door, storming in to kill the poor, blood flying high in time with people to die, thundering with beats of the dead to come for my head, smoke fills the air with a frightning scare,
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Timothy Long

Timothy Long

Auburn, New York
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