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Sky entertainment for the people interactive entertainment to displace frustration in Hades the subhumans awaiting grilling get restless and linger in pain give us Sky, give us distraction and lend us artificial power Let us play our loaded dice and give enforced disappointment and scripted drama to pull strings and holler that we can control In our hell, we can find relief in giving hell to another Sky entertainment for the people we want to salivate over manipulating emotions we want to to throw our loaded dices, cheat and deny mess around with sky and give vent to our helplessness savagery of the blood thirst to us of the down syndrome mental abuse and mental cruelty is the new black ours is Clockwork orange from the Ghetto minded Sky get up and do as we want the majority want you to be put through the  mill emotional vandalism and we're tripping for we are more nobody dares disobey us for now your choices is nil we the ringmaster has the dancing bear with the electrified **** that is power in our feeble hands and we because we are wounded because we are sadist and cheap bullies and its a numbers game because we are in pain and the gas chamber is now obsolete
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 5:30 PM UTC
SKY...from the Reds to the Blue
Sky entertainment for the people interactive entertainment to displace frustration in Hades the subhumans awaiting grilling get restless and linger in pain give us Sky, give us distraction and lend us artificial power Let us play our loaded dice and give enforced disappointment and scripted drama to pull strings and holler that we can control In our hell, we can find relief in giving hell to another Sky entertainment for the people we want to salivate over manipulating emotions we want to to throw our loaded dices, cheat and deny mess around with sky and give vent to our helplessness savagery of the blood thirst to us of the down syndrome mental abuse and mental cruelty is the new black ours is Clockwork orange from the Ghetto minded Sky get up and do as we want the majority want you to be put through the  mill emotional vandalism and we're tripping for we are more nobody dares disobey us for now your choices is nil we the ringmaster has the dancing bear with the electrified **** that is power in our feeble hands and we because we are wounded because we are sadist and cheap bullies and its a numbers game because we are in pain and the gas chamber is now obsolete
yenson
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yenson
M/London
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 5:30 PM UTC
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