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to: anonymous


don't blame me,

for you gave me your word.

sharpen your knives,

i'll hit you where it hurts.


you're armed for a battle

that i know you cannot fight.

your warriors are nothing but a cattle.

i'll make you know my might.


don't blame me.

i'm done with your nasty trips.

you asked for a war,

i'll give you the apocalypse.

picatso

picatso

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