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Jul 2017
Caught in this place of disgrace and a bleak depression
Mental corridors behold a disease
As you are filling your guts with what will lead to your own abominations
You are wallowing in regret and defeat
Forever ripped by the claws of the desolation
An addiction is what you must feed
But to condemn yourself to a life of utter loneliness and starvation
You, a victim of your unfathomable greed

**** the king
For he is the source of your heartless deceit
He will **** for you, and he wants your pain
The king is the monstrosity that you have to feel
King is your greed

Tears flow from you
And blood from me like a river
I have given what you'll never give me
Thus you have made me a sinner
As I am no longer a forgiver
I desire to bury you beneath

So I will **** the king
For the atrocities that were ****** unto me
I gave it all to you, and you caused me pain
But merely a fraction of what you deserve to feel
Gods **** the king

"The words of a beggar are those of despondency , the words of an addict are those of desperation, and the words of a liar are those of destruction "

Cursed and shallow
You will live your life as nothing
Hail
Hail
Misfortune, for your suffering.
Obviously I don't care for this person, and they stabbed me in the back one too many times
Angel of Sin
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Angel of Sin
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     Awesome Annie and Lior Gavra
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