don't make me laugh
wreckless of the wicked makes me yawn
too much for me to handle gets me crazy
no smiling no smirked
just revenged look have on my face
bloody goes to the non belivers that i hate so much
stupidity does not hurt my heart
im not smiling at you not even a blush
why are you here
you cannot make me hush
i have no laughter it does not please me
when im angry the end of the world becomes within
the beginning of new lives will be dead
rising of the grave will live again
please dont make me laugh
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