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Nov 2017
Compassion is for the ***** it makes me kind of dizzy
as I go full throttle like a baby shakes its rattle
got the switch blade in some blind brigade
better off acting your age
You say your pulling your own but you can't keep a clean home
burning up the blazing fire in its vested purest of desire
**** it up & be a man
like trying to fry bacon in the pan
its the bounce of the ounce in the hour of power
don't forget to take your cold shower
its the reason for being in the changing of the season
they can't help you cause they can't even help themseves
there brains are more selfish then the Keebler elf
still your holding your own a long way from home

**** it up and be a man
when will society live to understand
you can't keep sticking it to the man
got to take strides lightly cause ******* wanna bight me
drifting alone among the streets getting Tommy Hawk sweet
there's brdges we need to cross
this is no tragic loss
just leave it before you get deceived from it
most people today don't give a ****
it's a me mentality and forget about your neighborhood brother
is it any wonder we got too much time on our hands
when will we ever live to understand
in painted places with flirting faces leaving behind without a traces
still your just a number you over weight lover from another mother type of brother

sifting through a new episode let the truth be told
man I'm getting too fat & old
society today is very cold
but you will do as you are told
until the very rights to you are sold
blackened stench with a smell of death
viscous fangs that bite in the night dripping blood of side
got your nine in your pocket so come out blasting
some folks think that your over reacting
but who are they anyway
all is a will for power nothing score
for I exist as a vapor nothing more
**** it up and be a man
we fight, **** & war
******* screaming for more
testing, resting & confessing
leave you all second guessing
yet this world is not are home
got to go out where the buffalo roam
Mario William Vitale
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Mario William Vitale  48/M/Wolcott, Ct
(48/M/Wolcott, Ct)   
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