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Resurrection

Screw my father that I never knew. If you take the blame screw you, too. Help my family my Mom, Grandparents, and my Brother. Let them live happily, and get along with one another. When I leave I hope people will will remember me. I will believe. Screw everyone who disagrees. Let God rise and let him take his final prize. Let him free this earth from crime and lies. If someone dies I just hope someone cries. I hope we all grow old not cold, survive till we are ninety five. If you're still alive Will you remember me? Will I be in you're memory? Let the kids who used to beat me up in the street Kiss me from my head to my feet. When they die and go to hell, and start to bleed. Baptize me in their blood cure other people with their love this rhyme will start a flood.

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