Mental Conditioned Enemy, Routinely To F U Ck You Over

how does it feel to kill like this?
deny the truth you read from experiencing any happiness?
how does it feel to deny life any of its own blessings
but rub happiness in my face at your pity party i want over?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010



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