1, 2, 3, Prepare your final plea, Get down on your knees, But it won't matter to me, You had your chance to run free, 4, 5, 6, The rest of this doesn't have a single fix, I'm getting so tired of all your tricks, I went to the prophet and he predicts, That this will end with a lot of thrown bricks, 1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a feelings war, 5, 6, 7, 8, Let me get one thing straight, Your swords of hate, Will not be my gate, Even if it is a perfect bait, To get away from this weight, 9, 10, 11, 12, I place your life onto my shelf, I wish you'd wrote the label yourself, because mine is pitiful, ❝Here lies thee who destroyed life, and thee who slew happiness, thee proved that the feelings of hate seem to always overcome❞
I wrote this a while ago in LMC so now it's time to elaborate and make it better. For a writing contest : https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1003824717/ So if you want an explanation just ask and uh yeah? ALSO I CHANGED THE THUMB BECAUSE.
