Death To All The Fakers

by Picoman - Aries

When I see you walkin down the crowded hall
I just want to kill you all
Posing for the life that is not your own
Die you son'a bitches
Die

Reason for writing:

    Frustration    

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2001-05-30 18:28:12
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:44:27
Poem ID: 63165

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