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Who Is Dire Legion
His name is Dire, a legion
of his own
Blonde maidens he commands
His legend is well known
Pull alongside him, tell
me what you see
The image of a warrior
a long braided goatee
To catch him in your sights,
makes Motherfuckers turn
for within every woman the need
for him burns
Ladies hide your daughters
from this beast and his
loaded gun
His behavior will ruin them
Or whoevers next to cum
His skill left the bedroom
it seems long ago
His seed is his ammo from here
to Glasgow
He's watched behind walls
through fences and vines
To see why they scream his name through the night
This warriors flogging of maidens
in heat
Should leave him depleted
and wear down his meat
No
dire is strength he's one of a kind
Forever he will be
a legion of mankind
of his own
Blonde maidens he commands
His legend is well known
Pull alongside him, tell
me what you see
The image of a warrior
a long braided goatee
To catch him in your sights,
makes Motherfuckers turn
for within every woman the need
for him burns
Ladies hide your daughters
from this beast and his
loaded gun
His behavior will ruin them
Or whoevers next to cum
His skill left the bedroom
it seems long ago
His seed is his ammo from here
to Glasgow
He's watched behind walls
through fences and vines
To see why they scream his name through the night
This warriors flogging of maidens
in heat
Should leave him depleted
and wear down his meat
No
dire is strength he's one of a kind
Forever he will be
a legion of mankind
Published 7th Mar 2020
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7th Mar 2020 9:45pm
7th Mar 2020 10:02pm
7th Mar 2020 10:06pm
Anonymous
7th Mar 2020 9:56pm
oh fuckin' bitchin', .. Val, .. made my day
really like to
stand and fight
lighting a stick of
dynamite
should I throw it
or exploded it
inside of me
really like to
stand and fight
lighting a stick of
dynamite
should I throw it
or exploded it
inside of me
7th Mar 2020 10:01pm
Anonymous
8th Mar 2020 00:03am
I see you
8th Mar 2020 00:04am
Anonymous
8th Mar 2020 00:11am
k
Yeah
always
really like to
stand and fight
lighting a stick of
dynamite
should I throw it
or exploded it
inside ah’ me
feeling kinda mistic
bend over bitch
let me stick it in
let's seal the deal
orgasming
life and death
ain’t so frightening
on my way
to the super max
it’s where I store
my dangerous side
up up and away
flying up outta my dungeon today
why do I keep torturing myself
the only way to really hurt someone
is to let em’ destroy themselves
why do I this shit
to myself
Yeah
obiborated
destalent
and kinda faded
happyness
is fucking overrated
up in the clouds now
never coming down
distilling myself
it’s what we do
becoming more
of ourselves
exploding now
spreading thin
falling up
and bleeding out
ain’t no Beethoven
more like Satan
twistin’ up this weed
forty bong hits later
and I don’t care
no more
thinkin’ fame
is what you want
think again
three sheets to the wind
hiding my face
on my way
to the corner store
buying a six pack
always got my gun
always on attack
always thought
I was an open book
wearing my emotions
on my sleeve
not a game player
I am what you see
undomesticated
licking my wounds
a corner animal
growling
Yeah
always
really like to
stand and fight
lighting a stick of
dynamite
should I throw it
or exploded it
inside ah’ me
feeling kinda mistic
bend over bitch
let me stick it in
let's seal the deal
orgasming
life and death
ain’t so frightening
on my way
to the super max
it’s where I store
my dangerous side
up up and away
flying up outta my dungeon today
why do I keep torturing myself
the only way to really hurt someone
is to let em’ destroy themselves
why do I this shit
to myself
Yeah
obiborated
destalent
and kinda faded
happyness
is fucking overrated
up in the clouds now
never coming down
distilling myself
it’s what we do
becoming more
of ourselves
exploding now
spreading thin
falling up
and bleeding out
ain’t no Beethoven
more like Satan
twistin’ up this weed
forty bong hits later
and I don’t care
no more
thinkin’ fame
is what you want
think again
three sheets to the wind
hiding my face
on my way
to the corner store
buying a six pack
always got my gun
always on attack
always thought
I was an open book
wearing my emotions
on my sleeve
not a game player
I am what you see
undomesticated
licking my wounds
a corner animal
growling
7th Mar 2020 10:11pm
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8th Mar 2020 00:56am
8th Mar 2020 1:01am
9th Mar 2020 10:30pm
This is an awesome tribute
Very well written as always Val
Thank you for sharing
Very well written as always Val
Thank you for sharing
9th Mar 2020 10:32pm
10th Mar 2020 00:59am
10th Mar 2020 9:38am
