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Oct 2018
They say I'm weak
But I'm just not at my peak
I'm small and meak.
But just don't **** with me.
Cause deep inside.
In an interior as poisonous as cyanide
Lurks a demon black and red,
Waiting patiently for you to be dead
Zachery
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Zachery  17/M/USA
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