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They evolve in all shapes and sizes
Like wolves in sheeps clothing
Their intent is on carnage
Like a is to an unsullied child
They attack out of the blue only to desecrate
Profligacy is in their hearts
The means legalize the end
But it is pleasing to have them for then I may loosen up
And relapse to procrastination and languor
I see them burrow the pit intended to burry me in
It is not in their point of view
He who laughs last laughs the best
The trough they set in place for me
Will be the place they call for as*istance from me.
With gawking eyes in pretext of virtuousness
Im no fool to see their creepy hearts
For am of good judgment now
Waiting for them to lunge so I can whack their heads off
Is that a show of contempt taking shape on my face?
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