

I Am..I'm a gauge of fear, hatreds ear The wasted year of a makeshift gear The confined mind of genius A fine line from fiendish I'm a pallet, pallet of poetry Life's poison, callus potency I'm the T-Virus transformation The truth in a liers anticipation I'm the pale moonlight The being that makes you, fail to do right I'm a product of emotion An erotic convulsionI Am..
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DAS LIT IST NOT FÜR FUNSIES! BITTE GO KILL YOURSELF.
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