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quinta-feira, 27 de outubro de 2016

Try me, till death...

Is it sharp enough to strike me down?
Isn't it, liar? As your teeth in my flesh
come down a bit more, wait the crown
I'll make you king among all this trash
drop in small quantities the truth
sparse knowledge in your mind palace
don't brag about, I know, is over your roof
stain of mayhem over my placid heart, alas
You know, my very secret isn't exposed
cause I have you near, so exposed