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Jun 2012
Hey
     Miss
dagger
       twister

You think you so cute
     dont you?

      I got
a quarter ounce

   of sticky sweet
ponics waitin to be
picked up.

   Gonna get high,
and leave you to your
      sycophantic
slaves.

    Tired of your
slights and
     baby
bites.

     Take your
dagger
      and
go twist it
in someone elses back!
**** it. Imma gonna go smoke! :p  Yuh Dig?
Henry Daniels
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Henry Daniels
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