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Axa Schaller
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23 june 2012

My unhappiness


Even virgin tranny…
With out money is promiscuous, prostitute, degenerate.
Because every man can tell you in one part of their life…
If I would be woman…
I would be fk. Every one…
Because, is easy and nice…
And they respect.
All the trannys, all the gays, promiscuous…
Y si todas te dugeran que si, tu tambien…
Or else why Works two and half man.
Where the real woman must to open doors feelings.
I fall down in the same bag…
Going to Cordoba.
Taking cocaine in toilet disco…
Woman envies, tranny better than me…
Telling to the POLICE.
And I criminal to take cocaine.
Better 13th years old,
Facking facking, child child,
killing free in the streets.
Where full formed conscience for psychologists 8 years old.
Strange laws!!!.
First want to ripper me the POLICE.
Then… Mix me with those people because…
I so expensive to be loneliness in the darkness.
With out any human contact…
To meditate about your own acts…
To find you own…
To find God…
To feel the need of the other…
Is so expensive…
Than only the clerics with their votes of silence and alones can do it…
So expensive…
Than the Christian society
With their forgiveness, and pardon
Pry and hope…
You will suffer inside the jail!!...
And with ripped, violence, kill, murders, criminal alliances, drugs, info…
They will be re enable at the society…
Discovery channel
Animal factories!
The up grade…
The doctorate to be re enable at the society.
And in every jail movie
The hole, the insulation…
Is unimaginable to use.
If you are innocent…
So sorry
Because, by law…
Is to your self PROTECTION!!!...
And for every rulers
Judge, lowers, Juries, Police…
All of they are rippers…
Violate the right..
Violate the laws…
Violators…
And they have right…
Those right?.
The up grade, the doctorate to be re enable…
And in society where the money is hope,
Rest, confot, future, heal, education, sex,
A steal is not reaping…
And I not talking to take a CANDY!!!.
Then...
I go not out.
And I need a macho man.
 
city: Villa Carlos Paz
 
poem_title: My unhappiness
 
country: Argentina
 
state: Cordoba
 


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