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Apr 2020
You already chose your part
You lost your right to live
When you inserted your ***** funnel
Into her precious black gold
What more do you have to leave for?
Nothing

Not only was this pre-meditated
You were determined and intentional
A true incarnate of the dark world
Just that you know
The trauma lives with her
She's got Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

If we forgive, we'll never forget
Not only should you be castrated
You should be riddled with bullets
Your kidney fed to Dogs
While the vultures stand guard
Their duty, to clean up the mess

If you ask her to let it fly
Because he is family
Or you got compensated
You should be sentenced to death
Preferrably by hanging
Afterall, you aren't the victim

It's time to let it out and be free
It's time to shame these monsters
We might not all believe
But you owe your generation your story
Receive courage for conquest
Then, the grace of goodbye
Start talking...
Written by
Babatunde Raimi
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