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No more. No Less.
written by Genocide Reaper07:00 AM 8/7/04| I can write change and ruin the selfish confines of this hell in which we dwell. Inside we wind and twine a new contorted shape, folding the corners back letting it all hang out the secrets the prices the buyers the catchers the theives and makeing it out in a dire way.. Society is a liveing conspircey of ill will a test of one mans fate is a strengh of anothers hate, you see and smell the shape of life but you will never really remember what its like. NO MORE. NO LESS NO ONE NO WAY AM I GOING TO LET IT END ANY OTHER WAY. here on out no distorted dreams of fasination, just blind rage crucifiction assasination, obleration anhilation inflamation of our liveing breatheing testing society which we love so much.. NO MORE NO LESS NO ONE NO WAY AM I GOING TO LET IT END ANY OTHER WAY, END IT LIKE THIS, END IT THE WAY ONE SEES FIT, THE WAY ONE WILL FIT IT IN PLACE! |
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This is a Personal Favorite of Mine.. And alot of my friends. And writers I know love this one.
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