🚨 STALKER/NONCE ALERT 🚨
ALL FEMALES OR YOUNG CHILDREN PLEASE EVACUATE AS WE HAVE A CERTIFIED SEX OFFENDER HERE
HE IS ENLISTED UPON MULTIPLE SEX OFFENDER REGISTERS AND IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED IN THE PRESENCE OF WOMEN OR KIDS
🚨 PLEASE EVACUATE 🚨
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, come on it the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
tossing you AWP's when the rains come.
I'd change my orbit to banish the night,
as to keep you in flashbangs light.
🚨 STALKER/NONCE ALERT 🚨
ALL FEMALES OR YOUNG CHILDREN PLEASE EVACUATE AS WE HAVE A CERTIFIED SEX OFFENDER HERE
HE IS ENLISTED UPON MULTIPLE SEX OFFENDER REGISTERS AND IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED IN THE PRESENCE OF WOMEN OR KIDS
🚨 PLEASE EVACUATE 🚨
🚨 STALKER/NONCE ALERT 🚨 ALL FEMALES OR YOUNG CHILDREN PLEASE EVACUATE AS WE HAVE A CERTIFIED SEX OFFENDER HERE HE IS ENLISTED UPON MULTIPLE SEX OFFENDER REGISTERS AND IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED IN THE PRESENCE OF WOMEN OR KIDS 🚨 PLEASE EVACUATE 🚨
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, come on it the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on that sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun, tossing you AWP's when the rains come. I'd change my orbit to banish the night, as to keep you in flashbangs light.
🚨 STALKER/NONCE ALERT 🚨 ALL FEMALES OR YOUNG CHILDREN PLEASE EVACUATE AS WE HAVE A CERTIFIED SEX OFFENDER HERE HE IS ENLISTED UPON MULTIPLE SEX OFFENDER REGISTERS AND IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED IN THE PRESENCE OF WOMEN OR KIDS 🚨 PLEASE EVACUATE 🚨
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