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[antology]

Im tearin these spirits of interferences in mirrors,
These serious, delirious deaths put conspiracies to rest,
Like hot chicks with big breasts turn men on like gangsters and bullet vests,
Just one big blood fest, at best but the test
Is aggression, depression and suicide attempts,
Are the government’s offence, its hid behind the fence,
Like pitched tents at slumber party attempts
This worlds hard like hard-ons on gents.

[P. Mortuus]

Put it simply, it wasn't coherent.

Plus you have to have, I think, atleast 16 lines and 2 links of feedback you left on others pieces.

[Vincent Maestro]

well, I'd find it hard to leave an elaborate feed here....but anyways...
I'll just admit it I didn't even read your shit.
It just reeked of corniness anyways.

pz and plz elevate....and soon,
no hate....just honesty here.