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Staring at the world through the whole you put in my
hand. That was caused by a blade you gently inserted. I did this for you, not for your religion, not for your patterns. I did this for you. I did this for a man like you. Stop searching and find Me. I am stabbed by grace and slinging blood.
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Bless the Martyr and Kiss the Child
Artist: Norma Jean- The Entire World Is Counting On Me And They Don t Even Know It
- Face Face
- Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste
- Creating Something Out Of Nothing Only To Destroy It
- Pretty Soon I Don t Know What But Something Is Going To Happen
- The Shotgun Message
- Sometimes It s Our Mistakes That Make For The Greatest Ideas
- I Used To Hate Cell Phones But Now I Hate Car Accidents
- It Was As If The Dead Man Stood Upon The Air
- The Human Face Divine
- Organized Beyond Recognition
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