As Long As It's Loaded (Alt Version) Poem by Nicholas Neato

As Long As It's Loaded (Alt Version)



Your smaller then ants
Your actual size
Your the head light burnt out
Your loading the nine

It's a lie
It's so fake
As long as it's loaded

Pulling the trigger
You'll get what you deserve

We'll be our own disaster

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