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Wretched
written by MorbidSuicide66604:57 PM 6/12/04Condemned to death,
I am the death dealer.
The twelve chronicles of hatred.
You have no knowledge of my blood fued.
I stand in the backdrop,
The gate of the wretched.
I feel for you,
Nothing.
I dont think you noticed the bite,
I am my avenger. |
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