Thursday, July 30, 2015



I have no fucking sympathy for old suits reeking of money
Who would like to speak of injustice while defining tyranny

You stood by and watch idly at the state of this country's infamy
And still you have the gall to ask for shoulders of empathy ?

Fuck you! For everything that you've received - you once gave
Water your cemetery flowers ? No you decrepit fuck, I spit on your grave!

Not sorry nor am I jubilant - merely a spectator with a bowl full of popcorn
Turn the volume up, lower your voice down because the show's full on.




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