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Masterpiece of a maniac
written by Genocide Reaper08:06 AM 12/28/04| Praise the masterpiece of a maniac! Inside this body is a solitary soul! yet not alone! can you feel the power flowing through my veins, the sickening thoughts running through out my finger tips, pure pretense your insults are! pathetic and powerless! In my hand you are putty I mold, manipulated into artistic gold. I use you as a tool for my trade. I made the mark, and you taste my blade. I have cut you down, and sliced your crown. Plead for mercy with your last breath, just before I show you beauty in my personality! it is violently acceptable to the sick, its now popularity! Can you feel the hate inside this soul spewing forth into your mouth, it makes you speak with a forked tongue, you cannot win, only lose, as I hang you with a barbwire noose! the blood feeds my desire to set you on fire! in Hell you shall be locked in a tormenting cell! you are now my slave, my servant now and forever you shall pine! |
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I hope all of you morbid minds enjoy this
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