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Originally Posted by Ammo
I hope all goes well, in hell, when you drop dead,
consider the world a past-life and commence when the dark says,
too bad the little riddles do not connect inside your head,
or you'd be like gahhh damn did you see what he said..
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I listen well I heard the word and had the bird as clientele
I'm a diamond that out shines and stays confined in the depths of hell
silly how you think you have riddles but I'm the one who shelled them out
all things done like through word of mouth I'm already there how could I be heading south
I pulled the poles there magnetic and rule as wealth
a shame I don't have to aim to see your demise with what you call your self
your just the destructor a square box that sits on the shelves
Is this what you are is that what you see inside your self