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Serpentine corpuscles trickle to his chin as they batter him in incensed anger's blow but couldn't they break the broken man within the sinner long used to seeing own blood's flow! **** him** the frenzied crowd storms over him ceaseless punches fall like moribund rain insane monsters' boiling wrath's steam would stop only when is numbed all his pain! His meek hands vainly struggle to defend cracked bones clang like splintered glass head bows then curves in crumbled bend till his frame yields to the merciless mass! Be scared not he has died thus in the past repaired revived and released from cell every time coming back in renewed lust to walk once again through the fire of hell!
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 5:23 AM UTC
Sinner
Serpentine corpuscles trickle to his chin as they batter him in incensed anger's blow but couldn't they break the broken man within the sinner long used to seeing own blood's flow! **** him** the frenzied crowd storms over him ceaseless punches fall like moribund rain insane monsters' boiling wrath's steam would stop only when is numbed all his pain! His meek hands vainly struggle to defend cracked bones clang like splintered glass head bows then curves in crumbled bend till his frame yields to the merciless mass! Be scared not he has died thus in the past repaired revived and released from cell every time coming back in renewed lust to walk once again through the fire of hell!
pradip-chattopadhyay
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 5:23 AM UTC
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