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Jul 2014
You're animosity is like a fire and I'm ******* tired of getting getting burnt!
Close your eyes and tell me what you see
I bet it's just black.
I'm ******* jealous,  because every time I close my eyes I see the face of a boy,
Streaks racing down his cheeks,
Eyes as red as the blood trickling out of his knuckles.
I don't know if you know this, but don't ever **** with someone that doesn't want to be alive.
They have given up on the idea of a future and nothing would mean more than destroying someone else's
I want to destroy something beautiful,
Rid the earth of purity, and of truth
The same way it was stolen from me!
My mother looked me dead in the eyes and told me,
her baby boy,
"I should have ******* aborted you"
WELL I ******* WISH YOU DID TOO ***** CAUSE I NEVER ASKED FOR ANY OF THIS!
If I could go back in time, i'd kick my dad in the nuts really ******* hard.
Marcus Neeley
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Marcus Neeley  west chester
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