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Hitman
Join Date: Feb 2007
Posts: 484
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despite the pressure, i'm still on my feet,
still on the ground, looking down 6ft, damn that steep, every enemy below me, well almost, they still roaming like ghosts, frayed a bit on the edges, cut back like hedges, conquered, i'm on top of em like they park benches, wonder what that stench is, oh they speaking, man they relentless, crying out, fuck them, they should of repented, early, cos i'm a soldier of mercy, you can try all you might, but i am the light, the way, god of today, is that blasphemy, oops, i think that has to be, forgive me lord, i know not what i do, bury me at sea, with the last of the giants, i got the body of a human, and heart of a lion, push me, i aint lieing, |
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