Thursday, February 3, 2011

Unt. 11

All those of who've assumed, can't even get it right cause they've gawked it soon, to discover it was all consumed, right, I can give it straight like op for's doom... See I know news, can travel faster than a mocked up room, locked up who? It's containment now, my prop for you... I got you now, what was it that you've asked for pal, is it dirt to keep a hurt on life you twirk, or the fact I got the last laughing burst... Joker's wild, don't even question the what, when, wow.. Did he really just pack a smile, hahahaha, what doesn't work won't get me down.. You of all people, shouldn't even care for how, brewin' up a hate with your fateless trait n style..

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