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Death in metallic tools
written by Genocide Reaper02:54 AM 2/22/05| In metallic tools death comes creeping into the womb. Soon, that which had the chance of being a life will be in an organic tomb. Never to breathe, never to see, and this children of christ, is the way it should be! All of you who wish to impose religious beliefs into abortion are no more than fools. Death should be served fresh to all who oppose. The grim reaper will come in silently, feeding on little beings created in an act of nature that is normal to all animalistic humanity. Doctors called murderers, how ironic the religion with the most blood on its hands has the right to label those doing what's right. Even if it is to some vile. Who cares as long as its not your child? Some are even shot by psychotic christians claiming to be doing the work of God. The work of a God they've never met, a work of a God, that would never speak to them. To the real God, death is a precious gem, given to those worthy enough to pass on into the better life that awaits in a world where there is no need to take a first or last breath. Children carrying off children to be systematically removed. This is actually helping our society improve. Whether you like it or not, its the truth. |
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Its about abortion. Incase you couldn't tell.
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