Doomed plans of safety surface between showcases of failed poetry.
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Your bullshit liberal declaration of pedofile immunity.
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Yet you wear it like a badge of wealth.
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One more ribbon, one more guilt trip.
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Still you would give them one more chance
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and damn those whores for carelessness.
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Come with your declaration. Cut the length and choose your mount.
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I'll wet the appetite for change. I'll feast on them for a while.
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Statistic after sick statistic.
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Only your success is more pathetic.
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Take the rape and push it in until you're raw to any comfort.
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Eaten out hollow he feasts.
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He smiles with her on his breath.
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She can no longer feel it tear.
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She can no longer push her self to breath.
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Yet you wear it like a badge of wealth.
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One more ribbon, one more guilt trip.
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Still you would let those bastards live
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and damn those whores for carelessness.
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Come with your legislation.
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Cut the length and give them rope.
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I'll wet the appetite for change.
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I'll feast on them for a while.
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Verdict after unjust verdict.
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Only your success is more twisted.
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Take the rape and pull it out.
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Until you're raw to any comfort.
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Eaten out hollow still bound.
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A smile never passed her lips.
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She's tore to her navel.
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His sick idea of growing pains.
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Yet you wear it like a badge of wealth.
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One more ribbon, one more guilt trip.
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Still you would let those bastards free
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and damn those whores for carelessness.
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Come with your empathy.
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Cut to length and kick them down.
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Cut To Length
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Coalesce |