Hahhaha
The thumb troll reappears
like TP that can't be flushed
living in obscurity
their hopes and dreams
thus crushed
Like a song that died
as a **** upon the wind
a **** that hit them in the eye
no draw, a lose
no win
So pity them my friends
their tiny bits of hate
no talents do they have
and their lives not all
that great
Mar 16, 2020
Mar 16, 2020 at 3:23 AM UTC
Hahhaha
The thumb troll reappears
like TP that can't be flushed
living in obscurity
their hopes and dreams
thus crushed
Like a song that died
as a **** upon the wind
a **** that hit them in the eye
no draw, a lose
no win
So pity them my friends
their tiny bits of hate
no talents do they have
and their lives not all
that great
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