Kids at your home

Piia Myyry

Every day you beat the same people, you have your papers, we can all see that, you all are from the same family, you have again the same, kids at your homes, you see them doing crimes, all the days.

You all are in police, you are grouping in bars, you all made raw criminals, you look like an angel, but about you all have cancer, or same violance, you all love to see criminals, allthe same people in black boxes, all over the days, and all the time.

You follow people, at their homes, you teke control, all over the homes, you are like living in nazi time, violance agains humans all the time, crystal nights all day long, you never stop, you beat the people, bitter and sick of your own.


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