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Henry U
Poems
Jan 2015
money, blood, soul
today was a bad day
got a call, that i can say
they want my money
they want my head
i was surprised and a bit sad
dont you worry said my soul
they can have your money
but they canΒ΄t have your gold
just cant bear the pressure
just cant comply with holes
need to strike them back
need to pitch them black
i will throw the money
and drink their blood
i will **** their *******
and do it alone
they can have my money
but never my soul
they can take my bed
but never my crown
they want it whole
jet i am happy
with my golden crown
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Henry U
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