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Hey creepo's
I'm talking to you
I've got a messageto give to youyou've got a problemwe knowbut there is somethingyou ought to knowstanding thereacross the thoroughfarethey stand and starewith that gormless airso funny to see how dumb some grown men can bean unwanted weeda dying reedleft to consider lifeas it passes byignoring your callingignoring your tauntingignoring you feelingsof self-hate and loathinghow empty and pointless your life must seemsee them standingsee them staringsee them wearing that same stupid facesticks and stonesmay break bonesbut these taunting cronesonly cause inner groanswe ignore all your callingignore all your tauntingignore all your problems ofself-hate and loathingsome body should show them where to gosee them standingsee them staringsee them wearing that same creepy facestanding thereacross the thoroughfarethey stand and starewith that gormless airdoes what you won't understand scare and make you mad?resentful and envious, don't you disgust yourself?so funny to see how pathetic some men can be.see them standingsee them staringsee them wearing that same stupid faceignore all their callingignore all their tauntingignore all their fakingtheir self-hate and loathingsome body should show them where to go
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