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Scared kids (stalkers)
written by Genocide Reaper10:20 PM 1/5/05| Hollow threats, empty reasons, stupid choices. Mindless kids, slaves to their own foolish whims. They cannot kill, for they make it very clear that they are filled with fear. To give them the chance of man to man confrontation, only to them run and hide behind their parents legs. Cowardice is at the bottom, especially compared to ones powers that is fueled by malice! What they call popularity I call making a fool of their selves. What lives in me they could never begin to see. It is a greatness in brutality. Run away from the fight at hand, they seek out a shelter, to pray they never have to make a stand. Pissing in their pants, they are pathetic infants! Stalking me to only find me carrying the one thing that can set them free! A weapon that launches heated projectiles of metal! If confronted with a threat they shall see the face of death! |
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