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Unknown Evil
written by Genocide Reaper
03:56 AM 9/12/04
I'm having dreams of being King, king of something dark, and I can't even look into the shard of my mind which seems like a blood thirsty shark surrounded by swimmers. Infinate possibilites, one question pending. Now the drones have sided with the clones, now I can fully hate the pure hypocrasy. Now you know its true, you hate my face! you have every place! Thought I was weak, that my future looked bleak, guess again! motherfucker! Massive Horror's terrorfy everyone single one, and if you say no. Then you fucking lie. The Beast has pulled the skin from his waist up to his chest, and Inside I see the Grim Reapers face, so remember when you say fuck this place, a Monster exist, so, get ahead get pissed, make believe evil isn't real, pretend there is no Hell, but beyond this place, Punishment awaits! I saw the Fucking face, of a Demon race, I hear the calls of Lost souls all through out this place! you want some of me? I'm not hard to find, just look deep inside that part you covered, and tried to hide! I'm alive inside the deprived, I'm a living breathing waking nightmare unleashed! Hell on Earth! cursed Births! The destruction of ignorant waste! So take haste in trying to find that which you need! Hold the fucking wound of disbelief as you bleed! For one day, if you do not believe in yourself, in something or some one, you'll simply fall.. Because he HATES US ALL! Hate is a cure for your desire, when your not pure, Fate is what makes you drown in a Prosthetic State, pick up what you left and run for the Gun, grab something to defend yourself instead of cry and pretend it isn't real! Soon, the cold dark Revenge of Evil unknown you will feel!


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» Comments / Feedback
by dacode1 (9-30-2004 - 02:44 PM)
Evil is the only true warmth in my bed...in my head. He's the reason im no longer dead...mmmmm, ive been so fed. Cleansed for tomorrow and it's normalcy of horror. Cum into me so I can feeeel...

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