- I sit, like a chair
Waving fingers,
Through my hair.
The dawn lingers.
Through my glare,
I attack like bee stingers.
I harm no one,
But myself.
Pray to thee, why else?
Who is this man,
Jesus?
Does he make a plan,
A thesis?
fin
Almostlity wrote:Grow up faggots
EminemInsider wrote:Jesus Christ, HOW FUCKING STUPID ARE YOU PEOPLE?!?!?!?!?!
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