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Jun 2013
I hear voices..Telling me to do wrong
Take a life and make it last long
A serial murders life is what I'm living
Insane I never said I liked living
Death on my breath every step I take may be your last
Beware of a person who will **** your ***!!
I'm foul...make you release your bowels
Gun smoke is my favorite smell
Yellow tape, a body and a police report
No remorse you will never see me in court
Case closed
Call it an unsolved mystery
You know I'm leaving my mark on history
There are just too many voices in my brain
That's why I'm killing everyone cause I'm just insane
11 o clock where are the children?
If I find them I'm sure to be killing them
wrapping them up, marking their grave
A finger or a news clip is all I save
My beginning is your end
my intent is toΒ **** out humanity
Surely why I do it is the reason of insanity.....
Poetry by MAN
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Poetry by MAN  M/California
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