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Mar 2013
...The blood of
the daughters and the
sons of those mothers and
fathers who have been
butchered
in the name of a belief
that transcends reasons
are screaming beyond
agony
But
it seems the heavens are
crowded with
the devil's
******
and the cries were ignored while
they danced and
feasted upon flesh
upon
flesh
They, the mothers and the fathers
languished under the skies
wondering
what has become of
God…
Mek
01.19.13
Mek and the Infinite Madness
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