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Feb 2015
They're gone, they're dead
They lose, I win
I'm done, they bled
No use, their kin

Oh, how it satisfies
Their pain intensifies
Their head, their limbs on a stake
Farewell, they fell for my bait
Part 5
Vince Alvior
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