O You Beast! I'll So Maul You

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Never Play With The Feelings Of Others, Because You May Win The Game But The Risk Is That You Will Surely Lose The Person For Life Time

Death Rock Me Asleep.

Your Cause Of Sorrow Must Not Be Measured By His Worth, For Then It Hath No End.

More Fools Know Jack Fool Than Jack Fool Knows.