Sorta Somthing Like That - Poem by Terry halvorson
Feeling the lose of thousand teardrops
choking on the thought of love that has been cut off
it is cold and curl world, and you say americans are soft
there is a reason we set on the worlds top
ya we know we care to much for the rest, going above and over all the rest we save you,
well are own die, kill rape and steal......
we are not dumb just making shure you have all the fun.
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