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Assault

My name is Assault To many you may think I am a game I am fame. But you are wrong I was created only to inflict pain If you are not careful My brothers and I will put you in jail. We know not Love Nor do we Sympathise Our masters plan was to deceive all of mankind If you are not alert. If you do not take heed If you are not afraid My Brothers and I will make you our tool We will steal your wits. Confuse your mind Control your body Take you to a place unkind Where you will be made totally blind. When you recover You will only but discover That our plan is to make you quiver as I have said before Our masters plan is to deceive all of mankind. I am not fame I am not a game I will be the only one that will gain The masters plan will ensure That your time is served in jail.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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