Bully Me

I understand you fake, to take, but awake the quake that shakes the snakes from forbidden trees. I know you're knees must hurt, from the dirt you're cursed to birth the worst of earth. You sadly waste your breath to test the dragon's nest and I must attest your heart can rest knowing soon you've awakened the best. You bullies are tools, sad lonely fools, bending the rules, because you're steadily pulled. No hate for you, even if its due, I'd take your ass to school, but I'm done with you.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

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