…….Man or mannequin, what’s the plan again, red or blue pill, I’d rather keep my will, but still, power kills to live lavish, snatches up resources by instigating divorces, then took all bets after killing particular race horses, by the time you connect the dots, they’re already looking superciliously like Spock, and running off with the cash pot, to commit rationalized murder, who put this blood on my hands, will be your campaign slogan, you dig tunnels like Hogan, keep running like Logan, and surround yourself with tokens.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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Sensational poem about how power kills to live lavish.
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