Prove me wrong!! Please!!
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Drowning

The Palace of SinIn the palace of sin, Is where the whores debauch. The stale stench of sex and sweat, Clings to the air, the walls, the beds. Curtains hide sights not sounds, Of grunts, of moans, of screams, of hits. Blond hair, blue eyes, with a vacant stare. Bruised skin tight against her ribs. No soul within her famished chest. "She'll do anythin' for twenty quid"The Palace of Sin
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Don't follow the sheep they are heading for the slaughter house.
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Don't follow the sheep they are heading for the slaughter house.
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nice gallery man
=Kick ass fuckin quote!
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