My one last request if I'm to see you again I should cut you equally into fourths right then. And there it may strike you like a lightning rod not a soul can help you which is slightly odd. So you can't be heard, you can only be found, as in two months later found dead under ground. Your my favorite action figure -elastic dead man, stretch your torn ligaments from here to no mans land, maybe I should've kept you live at first or leave you here dying from thirst. Now I resurrect thee from the depths of hell torturing your soul keeps ringing my bell If you fell you can trust that I left you there, dont even bother getting up for your mother, I sware. I'll make my point clear,is the message across? After eight or nine stab wounds you cant be lost. Messing with me, you gotta face the consequence, telling me you hate me is a compliment. Don't you forget when your talking from the rear, I'm perhaps the literal form of the one called fear. I'm reaching for the heat so I could make it hot. I got you point blank and hardly missing a spot. Respected he was not as he was left for for dead. So I left him with this thought going through his head: Just relax now cause you're being replaced, First elimination of the problems I've faced, Come to relize the better man has won you've been executed..........by the chosen one Copyright 1998
Reason for writing:
certain situations i went threw and people around me went threw
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