Taboo subject

Taboo subject

A Poem by Polysterene
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Writing for therapy

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B***h sitter weed bringer
You should have fucked the babysitter
You'll probly do that when you have kids of your own
When they are unsuspecting and all alone
Creep into their beds at night and take their cell phone so there is no chance to get away escape or feel at home
Your game is sick your mind is twisted did you really think you should f**k your little sister
Don't care who knows I did nothing wrong
Ptsd I now have and it won't be long.
Before it all becomes to much and I won't have a crutch
All of everything has become too much
Move away
I never want to see you again
Go as far as you can with that girlfriend
That one day will find out her husband is a molester
She will leave you in the night and God bless her
You fucked up hard and karma hasn't caught up yet. But just wait it's a b***h you just haven't met

© 2016 Polysterene


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Polysterene
Say what you want it's a free Internet country

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Added on July 16, 2016
Last Updated on July 16, 2016
Tags: Rap, hiphop, lyrics, bars, suicide, depression, realshit, candycoated