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Don't cry boy for a unlived-life shadow Boy don't cry for a dreamed screamed lust life you spit on at dawn
For a wrong shaped pie in a obvious perfect men-factory don't cry Why?
You loved the Holy Bitch yestarday and now rest you by your waste disease
She was a no-tears Lady She's just coming home 'cause there's no place in your little factory-home boy
Woman is gone dont'cry for her boy just for a false frown on your uncrowned tomorrow helpless road your silly tears cry cry cry boy!
dedicata alla stirpe degli omuncoli stupratori impotenti paludati fra gonne di madri e soldi di padri.. Ispirata a un fatto di cronaca
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