November
Thursday 17 January 2008 photo 5/6
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CATASTROPHIC DISASTER Turning my body inside out Ripping my gut with agitation Tearing my hart like in a bout The sight of the scene obfuscation Wanting to die Just do the final strike not even trying for tie you like the third Reich Dressed proper I do admit I wasnt expect slaughter My live want to quite If you dont want me Its the same as you would kill me Dont say goodbye Because I will die You draw your silver desert deagle paint the pipe your red lipstick Sorely you pull that trigger Using your tongue as a poison dart My god you should be illegal I fighting hard not to be sick You all to vigor You must have a stone hart No, no, no, no, no Catastrophic disaster No, no, no, no, no My grave is a ready dug My extreme unction due night thank you pastor
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