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Mar 11
And so it begins, the waterfall of tears
It's been years and it's no longer fears
that are making me stay, I feel enraged
Today's the day I hit the toad

I want you dead and out of my head
You hear me? Get out - OUT!
You ***** rotten sewer rat
I took a ****, it's you I shat

Vengeance, whether cold or hot
I will serve, and blot you out
I used to care, while you just mocked
Trying to help, was all for naught
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