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                                   When you decide to grief the enemy team
                                         By switching over, hence unseen
                                         You try your best to take it down
                                       But in vain, you'll leave, with a frown

                               For I bask in the sound of your delightful crying
                                    As I gift you with bullets, your men lying
                                           On the ground as I laugh in awe
                            Leaving you at your keyboard with a heartfelt baww

                           So come, bring with you your sweet tears of sadness
                                      You look quite weary, I'll let you rest
                                      Down in a grave with lead protruding
                                     Your face contorted, a look of brooding.
 
 

                                             Gotta luv dem butthurt kids.

kay.

Its beautiful.

Mmm sooo good.

Looks like somebody needs a timeout from AoS.