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May 2019
Get me the gun, the spear or the hatchet,
I’ll set out to get him.
I don’t want him no more,
I deserve eternity.
I’ll waste him, really waste him,
And I ain’t talkin’ hourglass.
I’m sayin’ really give it to him
Through and through
And all at once.

We all wait for him to pass,
We don’t want him no more.
Said he’d heal us after heartache,
Said he’d teach us afterwards.
I’ve only learned to hate him,
And all of his restraints.

Who is he to set my agenda?
Portioning my days, my life, who is he?
I don’t want him no more,
So I’ll go on ‘til I’m the only one left.
Written by
Obi  25/NY
(25/NY)   
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