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I canst stand this wretched hell called home no more, tis this place that shalt be mine death. For what shalt i haveth left? When the grotesque night walkers **** out mine last of all energies. Tasting blood again, past sin turned misery! Easily spoken for a pastor to say he knoweth demons. Hellion of teething bandits unearthed from hades. Sadistic babies. Continuous madmen of killers delight. For maby ill take a flight wherein those varmint canst scratch nor bite. Where all is right. And repleneshing wilt come by gods own fiery sword. A place of highest compassion, shrined amour'. No earthmade door. No grocery stores to search whats all needed. Just pureness wherein no goblins nor ghouls are hatched, maintained. Nor breeded!
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 5:35 AM UTC
moribund livings.
I canst stand this wretched hell called home no more, tis this place that shalt be mine death. For what shalt i haveth left? When the grotesque night walkers **** out mine last of all energies. Tasting blood again, past sin turned misery! Easily spoken for a pastor to say he knoweth demons. Hellion of teething bandits unearthed from hades. Sadistic babies. Continuous madmen of killers delight. For maby ill take a flight wherein those varmint canst scratch nor bite. Where all is right. And repleneshing wilt come by gods own fiery sword. A place of highest compassion, shrined amour'. No earthmade door. No grocery stores to search whats all needed. Just pureness wherein no goblins nor ghouls are hatched, maintained. Nor breeded!
brandon-nagley
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 5:35 AM UTC
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