Been on travels like a gypsie , vagabon blood ...,seen citys in the thick of the mist , vishousness hid like criminals slippen from the grip of the pigs, kids grippen on the biggest of shivs , slip on the bricks take a mizory trip , down memory lane , enemys names forever remain part of the brain , scar it again like a marker skaring a train Archers hit targets like darts to the heart n the brain, , bargain the reaper for the spark in the flame , particals departing several parts of ur frame , wen the marksmen take aim .. darkness over casting the place , faster then cars In a race Harder then spartens chargen the gates , mask on the face , craft and create bars of a masters that makes carvings on face with bars blasted sharper then blades , a shark in a lake with all u carp on a plate , I beg ur pardon no askin we no ur fake , just depart , and pardon ur petty arse from the stage ,, this the class of those who pasted the tasks on the way ,
Posted on: Tue, 24 Sep 2013 03:07:45 +0000
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