Cursed
- Tony Brennan
- May 9, 2020
- 1 min read
It Will never end
I inherit my Father's labor
The Lord refuses to send
A decent next door neighbor
It was and is a truth
I tell you it's no lie
Whatever drives us insane
We will be surrounded by
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See AllCHAOS CALAMITY LESS THAN INTELLIGENT INDIVIDUALS GIFTED TO ME BY KARMA RESULTING IN RETREAT SINK TOWARDS REGRETTABLE RESULTS CONCLUDING DESCENDING ENDING INSIDE A CRASS CARNIVAL WE ALL WISH WOULD CEAS
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While staring in the dark I saw clear into my soul And it was bright With peace and joy And then some asshole Turned the lights on
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