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Take my guns? It’s too late Way too late I’ve already dipped my head in the well of hell And sucked the knowledge of devastation Your attempts to curb my mental masturbation Have only further fueled my fascination You should understand That in murder land Guns are the turnkey solution for the lazy Point and pull click click click Convenience with a choice of colors for the sick LOL So absurd You naïve turd Death is overrated, or haven’t you heard? Everyone is doing it night and day Risking it all for a lil gun play Buying another day With brass and lead Gotta keep my paranoia well fed Other wise I may end up dead Then where would I be? In a box And unable to take you with me See ya around clown I gotta go down town To see the man With the eternal frown You know? Wears a red suit and full of brown LOL Eric (and sometimes not)

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Date: 1/23/2020 6:48:00 PM
'Ello, Eric or maybe not . . . ; )
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Eric Nolan
Date: 1/23/2020 7:43:00 PM
Ello, Ello to you as well, thank you for stopping by.

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