Lock&LoadA Poem by Sayonara
Gather up any weapon you may have in your possession!
We're about to make a killing session. I want to teach my so-called "family" a lesson. For treating me like sh*t since i was an adolescent. The time spent Saying The things i ment. The things i sent so they wouldnt forget. They deserve this sentence. They need repentence. And i really mean this. I need to kill each and every bi*tch that was always talking sh*t. Killing is a new game. I will not lose Ill leave this killiing session with out a buruse. Your all screwed! I need my sword My claws My saw My knifes Your all going to die. Thats not a lie It wont be a tie. You cant kill me Nor hurt me. Your not worthy of hurting me. Your too ignorant. You cant see. But i can see. You dead at my feet. Have fun in hell. You wont see me there. But ill be the one ringing the bell. You better find a hell shell to hide in. Hell is as hot as its ever been. >:D © 2013 Sayonara |
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Added on June 14, 2013 Last Updated on June 14, 2013 |

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