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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You are guilty of emotional homicide and intellectual rape notorius repetitive profile as you defile the women you take would be queens some getto queens transformed into promiscuous whores each time u win as they decend into your damp void lower than before slowly u ignore their cries for more and more what are they hopeing for. . . your just a rediculous met a phore met a whore yes your a whore but intellectuals deem it the african king complex . . . pursue,,,,, conquer , ,, , screw, , , sex , , , vex and move on to the next? in this society its cool if your a man u can do it but if a woman were to do it she'd be called a whore but you'd still screw it so y are u surprized that I once a Queen finally saw the light and dam it was bright, finally one night clarity borne I can tell the difference between wrong and right like day and night he reached way down past where i fell from my throne down deep where u dragged me down to and he pulled me out of your damp, void, emotional, cave now i stand here brand new. but what about the ones who were not able to weather your brand of hurt or didn't know how to pray so that they could find their own self worth you drive a hearse. maybe in the wake of you they turned to alcohol to numb the pain or drugs to drown the shame, now its you they blame you drive a hearse. but now that I've survived Im actually afraid for you because your about to reap all that you've sown 1,000 times more than I or they you will weep with gnashing of your teeth you drive a hearse. as 4 me he continues to keep me away from the firey arrows your tried to guide but whats better yet is you can run son, but you can't hide in guilt custom made by you . . . . .you reside guilty of EMOTIONAL HOMICIDE. A WANJAY JOINT~
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