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i was bored


started as a kid with nothing to say about ilegal immigrants or the gays

but at 17 that side has started to fade

im more intap with the side who 

cares and who thinks fare

like how some one along time ago asked for help

waited to there backs where and made them scream for help like the millions

they brought over and raped and enslave took there cultures away and blinded

them with false gods and waighed them down with chains

and made them feel the pain of whips to the tips of bayonets fault for there freedom

and then enslaved them again watched them alll kill eachother of there own free will 

locked them up and put them in cages once again

but now its over time to rise against our common enemy and this time im not talking about time 

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