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May 2010
Interspersed upon the leaves the drops dissipate calling for hate, lust and vileness. Blood, the life of the universe. Falling blue and red and erroneous shades of black. Use some pills, drills, and saws – rip and tear and find the truth hidden inside the beast. What is contained besides the bile, filth and caustic, abrasive  greed?
Written by
Nickolas Lawson
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