The ravens flies

by The Fallen Angel (David Strife)   Mar 17, 2006


Prostitutes...
i hate them!
even more than brats..
you may call me a psycho..
living in this body..
but it's a lot better than being a homo..
ravens will fly over your strangulated corpse, eating your eyes...
for they know..
the evil of your lies..
you can almost hear the death cries...
for the ravens always flies

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