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murderer

I’ve killed them a millions of times
And i’ve whined
Too much just cause i killed them
Things are not the same
Times have changed
Too late to mend
Now cause i’m not a kid anymore
Thousands of them killed
Just to develop some skills.
I got up when i wanted to sleep
Stayed when i wanted to leave
Left when i wanted to stay
Painted when i wanted to sprey
Sketched when i wanted to paint
Borrowed when i wanted to lend
And lend when i wanted to take
Just for the sake
Of someone else
Just to help
An elf
Develop their skills
And develop the power of will
I always was a dwarf
Controlling his barf
A brute, an inferior
Strong on the outside but on the interior???
It’s all messed up
And i just have to stop
Killing them
My dreams...
-yakaa: jujaan

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Beep-ish said…
...
and there were random words at random time
just so that Dark red could make it rhyme..
January 13, 2019 at 7:23 AM
yakaa: jujaa said…
sure thingy smarty pants
January 16, 2019 at 7:48 AM
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