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It's kinda spine-tingling to have someone pointing his/her finger into your face,
between your brows, right on your freshly popped zit.
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I know I am known for blogging without the use of my microscopic brain.
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Yes, I do love to blurt out all kinds of shits without thinking
(ranging from ice-cream-like faeces to chocolate-fudge-like poops)
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I adore ranting. I enjoy inflicting followed by digging at one's wound.
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I indulge in cursing and swearing at whoever that crosses my path.
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My dominant gene screams FIEND, and I am a borned engineer
who builds my happiness at the expense of one's pain.
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When I was taught to write the word "LIVED" ,
I wrote it backwards instead.
"DEVIL"
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I shower in pure evil each day. I devour tiny demons with milk for breakfast and swallow pills of Vitamin E-vil.
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I craddle in the arms of destruction,
While cries of children lullaby me to sleep.
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You see me as shrewd, while I take it as a compliment
And expresses my gratitude by bowing
followed by a stab in your guts
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Now you know who or what I am.
Stop being a moaning minnie.
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You can always choose to steer away
from my path to free the satan in me .
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But don't judge me.
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It only shows that you don't know me.
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And if that's the case, who are you to judge me then.
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BYE.
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