by Morgan Freeman
When you first where born, I thought...
What a fucking ugly baby!
I dropped you off somewhere and you had to survive on your own.
You learned to destroy trees with your hands.
You build your own house.
You entered dungeons, like they were nothing.
You made tools and utility.
Now I came back.
To do what I always had to do.
Dessssssstroy your houssssssssse...
Greetings from your mother...
Written December 7, 2011, 4:28 am
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