- Joined
- Jun 20, 2012
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Fractions are all that you can write,
afraid of peril on this night.
Full thoughts can creep like shadows, too,
and nothing can o'er them subdue.
Though I know that you are quite deft,
launch whatever missiles' left.
You need to think to win this war,
your empty meaning I abhor.
damn calm down
can i talk a breather
stop with this google shit
you're giving me a fever
but i got u going crazy
cause my ryhmes are in your head
u got something in your mouth
you're choking on ma dik, ya face red!!!