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life is a scene that seems serene like when a dream careens and busts at the seams and then u scream something obscene you're floating living a life forboding speakin danger ever quotin sittin wonderin ever dotin life's pain persistent ever potent living a life built on guilt i wish i could rise above on stilts but i'm still sinkin when the ground turns to silt and my stilts start to tilt life is a tapestry consider it god's quilt and i can't stop wonderin when life's noise is in my ear like constant thunderin i wish i had as a wishful lad had made my dad glad not mad and not have to add feelins that are sad too damn bad i'm never resistin those feelins that keep on insistin that i cut my wrists then and punch a wall and bash my fists in but somethin is missin because i chose not to listen whenever a spoken word had occured it seems absurd once it is heard and love is not to be spoken of coz love when push comes to shove was shot down from above hits the ground like a wounded dove and i can touch but not feel as if i'm wearin a glove i'm sick of performin stunts in my hunt for cunt let me be blunt and up front my dicks no runt and i got them balls not meant to punt or bunt i'm a man damn understand and i can make a plan and the plan is grand not bland and i will follow my plan even if i ran and the land turns to sand and i'm crawlin on my hands and the sand is as hot as a brand goin through my vans where i stand and it burns out all my hair every strand hot as a fryin pan and i wish i had water or a fan but i fight it for my beliefs i'm no member of a clan killin in the name of god and the holy koran.scram.get out and don't shout about pestilence and drought for those who have clout and speak out their doubt it's like an undisputed bout among the dirt and grout and to win is to sought out another route strong and stout never pout like a kid forced to eat souerkrout every bad time i remember burns in my heart like embers but then leaves the heart cold like december makin me want to kill and dismember every damn member of a group of people causin my temper and my life's bane is the pain that's like flames causin more shame aimed to maim and maintain a life fuckin with my brain and i'm to blame and justice never came it's like i'm always losin the game never rising above like a crane every dame leaves me drained i have nothin left to claim my pain is framed and put on constant display like fame happiness is what i try to gain but i get none not even a grain i wanna sit on a 12 story window pane jump hit the street and stain the lane while cars cause more skidmarks than on a scrubby guy's hanes nobody will know my name life will remain the same through sun and rain
maybe i'm insane or slighty off sane a runaway train goin wild not tame i never try to get better it's all in vain life will wax and wane and i can try my hardest i can strain until i'm sprained and life's pain will be sustained and life makes me sick i try to act hard like a brick i scream and kick until my leg ends up with a crick and then it all clicks all girls want is dick..ick.just like a chick in a porno flick.they'll fuck anyone even their relatives like hicks from the sticks they’re in to rimshots and they don’t play for the knicks they suck six dicks just for kicks happiness to them is a dick to lick even fuckin sadists with razorblades not carin if their clit gets nicked they'll take anyone they don't pick.they'd pick any prick with a dick and suck it quick and next get their pussy sticked the rules aren't strict they'd fuck rick a mental nuts with nerves and tics who likes to set things on fire with bics they like to sample all cocks they like a mix they even got a photo album of each one in poloroid pics they're all fuckin tricks always coughin but they don't need vicks they're chokin on nut from suckin the dicks of a whole gang of crips u can fuck them in a church with a crucifix and burn hot wax on their pussy straight from candle wicks tricks are tricks and they all want dicks chicks when it comes to dicks have a fix swallow pricks like twix and you may think i hate any girl but i can't not hurl when i walk around in a world with girls with nut in their curls and know that their legs unfurl just to allow a dick to burrow and know they store more nut than squirrels and all a guy has to do is give them pearls but get smacked up later and they twirl and whirl seein double and speakin plural so in this era a girl is the bearer of terror causin problems with affairs and other such errors keepin life impaired causin headaches pass the bayer get with another girl? i'd rather harrass a bear i wouldn't dare all chicks are selfish even the ones with facial hair you see at fairs it’s hard to bear girls don't care.they only care for hairless legs through nair lookin a mirror shoppin at claires and through vanity fair and breast implants an updated pair and updated dierrere just to make sure all the guys stare but it’s all insecurity and fear they're nice at first callin u sweetie and dear then turn exorcist on ur ass you'd swear she was linda blair it's like lookin through a window glare the scenes not clear girls are confusin they carry about them an air as if they're diva like cher life's got it's share of girls who think they got style and flair foxy brown bitches thinkin they're pam grier and ride all guys like guys ride mares once they're taken to their lair and guys don't care coz all guys are players there seems guys don't have a prayer to find a nice girl it's rare can u tell me how to find one i'll be there if u can tell me where and if she's a bitch to u can find her face teared while she's tied to a chair and why do girls call all guys dogs as if we eat kibbles and bits but turn back around and let them nibble their tits and refer to some guys with charm and wit as not guys as it's just coz they're not perfect and have zits and let other guys eat them out on periods suck bloody clits so they speak bloody this bloody that as if they're bloody brits girls try to turn a guy into what they want as if we're fuckin model kits why bother with the fuckin ditz goddamn she's got six kids and when she takes her heroin hits she starts to get into violent fits she's white trash a cracker and I don’t mean ritz she’s as country as travis tritt and gets mad when u spit out her grits they start to fritz and grabs ur nuts with her grubby mitts and lets u dance about like ur doin a jit then she lets go and does a full on blitz..what the fuck do u take that face just tell the bitch to call it quits and tell her you're lit and she better go better get you're not havin it tell her ass to sit with a needle and knit and get out of hell's pit without havin to have a wrist that's slit so therefore since birth i realized this earth has no worth from the turf to the surf it's all the same to everyone whether ur of large girth short as a smurf or as tall as a lurf so my attitude will change from a range of strange to deranged so i call myself the god of odd the weird king of weird things the czar of bizarre the master of disaster the sire of liars when my hair was dyed light i was called the blonde prince of non sense married the queen of scream and had sex with the princess of incest i'm a leader of a cult and i'm an insultin sultan and i'm a fuckin drunk the marquis of the bar-keep and when i drink too much i become the earl of hurl then start a kingdom of lesbians known as the dictator of dick-haters and i'm at my core i'm a gore whore i always want more of what others abhor.murder and riots either or.i implore more and want more in store i bust in a bitches door to the floor hard enough to bust two by fours in her neck holes were bored i got bored and threw her head in a drawer i'm a winged demon i roar when i soar i caused more death way before the lore of war includin normandy's shore and makin bitches sweat so much they tore their pores.back to cheatin bitches who i prefer puttin in stitches for pullin down another man's britches and commentin on how he's 11 inches but he ain't smilin when a week later his face itches these bitches can suck the chrome off trailor hitches but cheatin bitches end up dead in drainage ditches suckin dick are their niches with more balls in their hand a year than a ball player that pitches they're fuckin witches after riches they got the touch of evil so wonder a man flinches they give out sexual innuendos it don't matter if the bitch is a ten though they just pretend bro thinkin they can play you like super nintendos make sure next time to check up on her credentials ask how many dicks they sucked who cares if u offend hos
Re: y'all better read this lol
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