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Empty guts come crawling around the town looking for where destiny is bound. They have nothing in their heart to give and thousands of holes in their hands to fill. They come in different shapes and size with an appetite that is larger than sea, they prowl around the street bringing the enemies to their knee. Empty guts come banging on your door; empty guts come asking for more, they appear out of the blue messing with the code that protects me and you. They are walking all over the bed and you have to keep still and pretend to be dead. The Pentagon must intervene to remove these vagrants off the screen. They create fake websites and attach to the main source and lure the vulnerable visitors that prowl upon the shore be careful of who you let through your door. You must appoint a Cyberweb team to pull down their website from the screen and block their operation on the web and seal up their communication ports that attracts the “dead". they come under different names and their goal is to exhaust you and prevent your dreams from coming through. Empty guts walking down the road in a bubble looking for daylight trouble. They pitch their tents next-door with a whistle and a gun and have the multitude on the run. They lurk around the town all night with a dollar a date and a dime, looking for somewhere to spread their bed and fireplace to warm their legs. Who appoint them I don’t know, they are going around and “cutting everybody’s throat”, if you allow this thing to get out of hand, it will keep you dancing around the land; you must be careful of who you allow to cross your path, be careful of who you go out with after dark. There must be some regulations for the heathen walking in the heavens and those walking in the clouds must be booted out of the house when they come on land, they march through the street like a thunder bolt getting ready to turn over all the big boats. You must do a sweep clean to overturn their promiscuous dream and devious action. Some people will not survive it because they are not physically fit, leave the obscure alone and send the empty guts marching out of the town.

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Empty guts

Empty guts come crawling around the town looking for where destiny is bound. They have nothing in their heart to give and thousands of holes in their hands to fill. They come in different shapes and size with an appetite that is larger than sea, they prowl around the street bringing the enemies to their knee. Empty guts come banging on your door; empty guts come asking for more, they appear out of the blue messing with the code that protects me and you. They are walking all over the bed and you have to keep still and pretend to be dead. The Pentagon must intervene to remove these vagrants off the screen. They create fake websites and attach to the main source and lure the vulnerable visitors that prowl upon the shore be careful of who you let through your door. You must appoint a Cyberweb team to pull down their website from the screen and block their operation on the web and seal up their communication ports that attracts the “dead". they come under different names and their goal is to exhaust you and prevent your dreams from coming through. Empty guts walking down the road in a bubble looking for daylight trouble. They pitch their tents next-door with a whistle and a gun and have the multitude on the run. They lurk around the town all night with a dollar a date and a dime, looking for somewhere to spread their bed and fireplace to warm their legs. Who appoint them I don’t know, they are going around and “cutting everybody’s throat”, if you allow this thing to get out of hand, it will keep you dancing around the land; you must be careful of who you allow to cross your path, be careful of who you go out with after dark. There must be some regulations for the heathen walking in the heavens and those walking in the clouds must be booted out of the house when they come on land, they march through the street like a thunder bolt getting ready to turn over all the big boats. You must do a sweep clean to overturn their promiscuous dream and devious action. Some people will not survive it because they are not physically fit, leave the obscure alone and send the empty guts marching out of the town.