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Dressed to kill down to the heels Locked and loaded with sites on infamy shots fired in the vicinity of destiny todays game, is change my name unleashed and tailor fit for your Identity nice suit but I still resent all the AkA’s Shattered I am and fractured I remain rage, scars and every breathe in between I escaped a dying breed Big brother watches over me but it ain't free each piece taken, traded and destroyed equals one for the devil and three for me I got mad skills for the long haul ready for the free fall looking out for number one my disguise is the fade into everyday look over your shoulder Subtlety is what you see not me Terry D’Arcy-Ryan aka Sheer Terror

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