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Sadisticly Sick
written by Misery04:00 PM 7/7/04If you didn't get cut
I'd say you're in luck
And if you didn't get a shank to the gut
I gotta say watch your luck
I enjoy your pain
to me it's all a game
I know I'm sick
I know I'm twisted
Don't tell me shit I already know
I'm sick of two bit lying hoes
See my amount of pacients is deweiling
And I'm getting a stabbing feeling
So why don't you shut up and run
I'll give you a head start before I have my fun
For when I catch you you'll beg for death
And you'll beg for another chance
But you'll only get your death when I've become bored with you
And then I'll move on... It's what I do...
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words of a sick, twisted, sadistic, and homicdle mind.. i will hunt you down, and cause true pain, and make you learn wot pain is before i leave you to die and rot away.. = Don't Judge unless you understand. =
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