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Jan 2014
Looks like you were right,
Now your sleeping alone tonight.

Why do you bother talking to that stupid queer,
He even looks like a ******* deer.

Ill tear his bones apart,
make it into a work of art.

While I snap his neck,
Don't even bother to check.

I'll rip off his ****,
You stupid little *****.

I want shoot him in the head,
Its a shame this was all in my head.
Darkheart
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