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hair colored green and spiked up crinkled shirt,dried blood stains his uniform walks like a sloth passing of as a man. stares at anyone that dares to meet his eyes, t'was only last week he did the whole school in. the kids speak in hushed tones around him. this man beast,powered by a rage unexplained sets out to ravage another school. studying is for the weak he plans to travel the world on the might of his fists.
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Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
Quiet down!the baby's asleep.
hair colored green and spiked up crinkled shirt,dried blood stains his uniform walks like a sloth passing of as a man. stares at anyone that dares to meet his eyes, t'was only last week he did the whole school in. the kids speak in hushed tones around him. this man beast,powered by a rage unexplained sets out to ravage another school. studying is for the weak he plans to travel the world on the might of his fists.
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Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
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