dog
2010-04-20 | 4:36 a.m.
i'm ready I CAN =
fires in my belly,
death is on my breath.
fists and fists
don't walk away-
spitting blood
all over you...
my teeth are barred
lip broke/scratched skin;
bleeding i'm bleeding
i feel nothing fight me FIGHT ME i will gut you alive
i will burn you to death
i love you.
work on your management skills
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