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Psy-commander

Oh I'm a dead meat rotting on the ground Identifying my lord, my superior is more evil than the devil He teach me to be an idiot though I know it in its worst But I manage to hide due to some reason of respect What a damn fool are you! Tamed me on your territory then crack my head into death Day by day foulness without any resistance Every slice of me is a candidate for insult The room, where he always used to steal my thunder A living hell, burning every bit of myself Hypocrite creeps surrounding me everywhere Ambiance will force me to hold my breath Dragged, burned and blistered This demon pushed me BELOW THE BELT Heaven, hell or in the middle I'm always a moron! yes I am! A direct karma in my face, boy I can't change that fate I have no control. For they're ain't no puppets Hope not to see this monster, for he will eat me again Wanted good commander, I'll find you now and then.
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Written by
jerald-angelo
Filipino
Published
Feb 21, 2013
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©2013 Jerald Angelo

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