put aside my complicated mind,
who am I?
No one but a child who's blind,
simple and yet hard to define,
do not think of me as a man so kind,
my kind figure is but my disguise,
for upon tested my accumulated wrath shall arise
women are nothing but vampires,
they deceive your mind and suck your blood dry
before you realize you're already dead on roadside,
never believe in their lies and fantasies,
often they spoke of faithfulness and loyalty
but this they can't do is the cruelty
- By Mr. Khor -
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