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F4ithl3ss, the poet.


PizzaGuy
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I slowly grabbed this knife, full of envy hate and fight my way through his face

Filled with nothing but anger and disgrace.

But I don't really mind, because I have all the time I need.

I could even chop his fingers off and give them to my sheep.

The blood begins to spill after I grabbed my Black and Decker drill

Holes going in and out again, this man was totally insane, after all this fun

I begin to think, is what they said true? Is the brain really pink?

I grabbed my saw, sharpened it a bit, poked him with the tip and started

To let it rip, half way through his skull, i stop to take a breath,

I grab my drill, and shove it through his blood covered chest, i remember his last gasp

Filled with pain, regret and suffering, this is what you get,

Mess with me and I'll surly cut you.

 

I'm not crazy.

 

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