THERE!

The earth has broken the path
The path in which trifolds at a loss
You never were on my list,
Down you go with death, you bitch!

Uphold your tongue with nails of salt
Offer the pain you feel for me
Wanted to shout but can not.
Wanted you dead, it will be.

Wait,I'll corner you with sharpness
Wait, swiftly feel my claws pressing on your skin.

July 23, 1997
Fologic Class

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