NEGRO INK™
“THE FALL-OUT”
Like the blood that runs within my veins,
I load my pen up and take aim,
And let the ink flow
Deadly as the wind can blow.
Never thinking twice about who will be hurt,
By thoughtless and reckless out burst,
Revenge is too sweet
To be thinking of the weak.
NEGRO INK IS A ™ OF ESDROP PUBLISHING
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2011
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