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NTR…what’s that? A sick twisted game,
A mask for the weak, a cry for shame.
You hide behind lies, play with the pure,
But your soul’s diseased, it’s rotten, insecure.
A criminal mindset, that’s what you wear,
A wolf in disguise, pretending to care.
You take what’s sacred, tear it apart,
Like a parasite feeding off a broken heart.
You think it’s a thrill, a moment of fun,
But in the end, it’s you who’s undone.
For NTR isn’t love, it’s a curse,
A path that destroys, an universe in reverse.
You’re not a player, you’re a coward in disguise,
Living your life on a trail of lies.
You igonre what’s true,
And in the end, you’ll have nothing to lose.
NTR is evil, it’s criminal at its core,
And all you’ll have left is an empty throne.
So take a look in the mirror and see,
The monster you’ve become, the hell you decree.
For those who thrive on NTR’s pain and call themselves ntr lover,
Are forever trapped in their own chain.
DEATH TO NTR
I don't give a fuck about ntr, but your (all of you) obsession about it is weird as fuck, I have to say.
