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mother death

 
mother death,  
I've called out to you  
and you've been unfair  
you've watched  
as they've brought their  
swords down upon me  
and if opportunity  
presents itself  
I'll bring the  
acetylene torch  
to your cunt  
sick bitch[b](ever been fucked with fire?)
Written by noonenothingnone (nathan i)
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