Omm I went to New York before" Blood. I crave the blood of the liar. Like what you gotta lie for? I can't help but want my fist to meet your face and hangout for a couple minutes. I can't be poetic and say smilies like "this anger is like a sickness and now I have a high fever" The vein is expanding. This fury in my chest won't leave me alone! The blue has been activated, truth has been restored. I want to let these wings take him up and show him where honesty lies. He must be tired of these flames that surround him then second he let that phrase become a thought.
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