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Sep 2018
You'll wish you were dead, you shouldn't play with fire,
Now I am in your head, your underneath my tire,
Please rest your soul on the bed, bounded down to my game,
Heed the words I have said, I'll make you go insane.

It's like a crazy wonderland,
Nothing looks weird to me,
Of course, It's mad to the sane,
But that's what you may see,
Like I am a Cheshire cat,
Smiling ear-to-ear,
A prey as small as a rat,
You will only feel fear...


Let's change the vibe, ѕнαℓℓ ωє...


Black and white, a checkerboard,
Your battlefield for my playground,
A cat, a mouse, four claws then squeaks,
You will never ever be found,
Don't think I pursued you, My҉ d҉ear҉,
I can't summon any demons,
You did, however, summon me,
Your act will be judged as treason....



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