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08-23-2013, 09:11 AM
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Join Date: Apr 2013
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It's no mystery, anger lives in me, brutality visionry, no vitality
Typically just suicidal puzzling, tongue is idle, vile bubbling You didn't earn it, your vermin, the envy in me is churning It's troubling, its torment, I'm crumbling, my spirit is burning Your a bully, a hornet, but i'm through ignoring, i'm warning If you continue, this story gets gory, the blood will be pouring My life is on the menu, no restoring, I'll be gone, and you morning You'll be left hoarding a guilty conscience, turning monster at forty |
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