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Sep 2015
You have squandered your talents
and you opened up
the Pandoras's box

You are not welcome here
stay out of my home
stay out of my head

It's chilling
you just laugh
At every stupid remark
that comes crashing from your lips

Your words
are a train wreck
Global infestation
universal devastation

Its over now

Hold your tiny ****
like a triumphant king
I hear you chuckle
chuckle at your little friend

How can you be so self assured
so arrogant
with everything a failure

I doubt the words
that come rolling
off of your tounge
only fever and poison

Your out of touch
you have fallen short
left us for dead
in pool of *****
in bed of lies
Matthew Walsh
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Matthew Walsh  United States
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