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this text is something really really personal, but i still need some kind of feedback on it.. thanks in advance!


Sent to bring your goods
Expect his mood
Not yet off age
To be full of rage

Time for you to meet me
The sweet old guy in your village
The incarnation of your fear
Your whole life now you will bear

His face, it is familiar
Terrific force upon you
Raping and steeling innocence
Causing the bruises in your life

I took possession of your life
No more comfort but in your knife
Out on limb with damaged moods
Bereft of your sacred goods

Deal with it, you’re not welcome
But a bare waste of skin
Mind and body, exhaustive raped
your goals, fully beaten and gaped