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May 2018
The vices which have been pulling me down,
From a life existence of which i had live before
The ill forsaken twist of the mind  has taken me under the spell of which I now endure
My death is soon
End time
Killing the swine of man kind
No more the riches that lie in their Vanity with prescriptions of a farewell existence of a twisted surveillance
hidden between the reality and the profanity of the mind that’s been hearing the deliberate words of certain messages delivered which sounds absurd…..
……such displeasing details the thoughts of situations at hand are well seen and heard by me  in the intrusions mind-****** layer which became  reality for me because the existence at first had given me a gift to here such wisdom for all ive been imprisoned and tortured and left with out any social ability too mend appropriately  back into society
17 years later I'm still unnerved with such hypocrisy life's a trip in this devious secret society . far beyond the jealousy of the nature displayed in favor dedicated to the intruder beyond all glory I give them a profile sickend to the pedophiles galore. no not me will I be mind ****** manipulated and scorned through your curious desire watching the behaviors given until pleasures delivered that satisfied the Hunger of a deviant composer forbidden closer quite well taken perceptions blundered obscured exposer of character  oh aww things of which God and your mother should never ever witness or conjure .
Hear them calling me!!!!!!
mike merrifield
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mike merrifield  40/M/westminster, ca. USA
(40/M/westminster, ca. USA)   
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