Man Slaughter Poem by The one formerly kown as great

Man Slaughter



Your the reason,
I'm standing at a distance,
That nobody will listen,
To me.

Don't you see?
Your the reason,
My lifeline has been stapled.
You will always be labelled,
Deadly,
To me.

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