grimacing face vengeful taste fear escaping your eyes madness eager for your demise blood will poor, blood will spill as the bullet penetrates i can fulfill a fallen corpse feeling no remorse raped of my only treasure now the devil's pleasure as i see your body flare i see black smoke in the air
Reason for writing:
just had a little anger so i wanted to let it out
Birth sign: Aquarius
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