The Infekted
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My poems...
Tha Outkast
Settle upon the devils grip
The freaks of nature have arrived
Critized by society and paranoid by anxiety
We've been undermined by the rich and poor
And their words hurt like salt in a open sore
Although rudeness and violence is our downfall we have the normals begging on their knees
Oh please, Oh please
Those words will let us know the day has been seized
Screw the fine things they have
Cuz we show no apathy
We will no longer hide behind a mask
becuase we're proud to be tha Outkast
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