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Karsten Turrey

You kill the messenger
to send a message


That doesn't make much
sense does it?


You toast to health
and then you
drink the poison
What ever the point is
you've proven


You don't think things through


A masked villain is
more honest than you


Kick them when they’re down
There’s no more
room in their back
So you stab them where it counts

  • Author: Karsten Turrey (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 26th, 2017 15:10
  • Category: Unclassified
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