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Aug 2014
The wind blows fiercely throughout these streets
shaking foundations, sound of rattling metal sheets
One man causes this clash of energies
Rain Hails for help but Wind Mist the call
Nature's Wrath yields, does not wish to brawl.
It settles down..but it's quiet before the storm
everybody stays in, eyes weary and afraid
as they hold on to their kin
I got my weapons aimed
and pray God sets the date
for me to set this straight..
Death Crazed, can't wait to watch you levitate
I'll pick up your severed brain
have a taste and spit it back out onto what's left of your ******* face!
I'm relentless, I'll **** on your grave untill you float back to the surface..
Summon you and your family using Ouija boards spelling out that you're worthless..
****.
Stevie Ray
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Stevie Ray  31/M/Netherlands
(31/M/Netherlands)   
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