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Oct 2019
Stay away from me you are a curse
Everyone that seems to come in contact with you things seem to happen
You cause catastrophe
Occurrence with unbearable tolerance
One by One Death becomes an epidemic
You have been roaming this Earth and Evil Spirit is within you
Through you, the Evil Spirit wants to destroy the world and the people that dwell
The overflow of Soul’s
Even the Moon has turned red like blood
It runs the rivers like a flood
One’s ability becomes frozen
They become the Evil breed chosen
Roaming and searching
Victory into triumphant
Evil will prevail
But Death upon Death being the aftermath in the trail
Flesh torn
The sketch of one’s image
You will be forced to **** me
But my Death could very well end your curse
Yet there won’t be any reverse
Let me die to save lives
I am Evil and must die
My finale
Beyond in the ungiven alley
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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