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Sep 2014
What will happen.
When I remove the lid.
Will I take revenge.
For what you did.

Open the box.
Look inside.
All of mans nightmares.
In there do hide.

Remove the top.
Watch men cry.
For an end to pain.
For mercy from on high.

Open the box.
Look inside.
All of mans nightmares.
In there do hide.

I will let loose.
Famine and disease.
Unless you kneel to me.
And do as I please.

Open the box.
Look inside.
All of mans nightmares.
In there do hide.

When I pull of the lid.
And set loose sorrow.
How can any man.
Look for a new tomorrow.

Open the box.
Look inside.
All o mans nightmares.
In there do hide.

So easy.
So quick.
To end all mankind.
By giving a lid a flick.

Open the box.
Look inside.
All of mans nightmares.
In there do hide.

Man is weak.
And so very frail.
They forget the stories.
Of the maybe true tail.
Reshnia crimson
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Reshnia crimson  22/FTM/aurora colorado
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