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Born in the abyss of the blackened mind without heart or soul....of any kind a serial killer... comes to life his thoughts are unlike..yours or mine but sick...disturbed...and out of line they will take a life...and not think twice it's surely not there only vice drugs and booze..they been abused and not one of them..is an excuse they need to be put...in a special place without food or light or living space from like the place..that they were born dark and nasty..and full of scorn lock them up and throw the key it is there fate...it has to be here is a view..that i must take they will continue to **** without hesitate the serial killer...has a common face he blends right in..most any place they are always known...where they live gacy played a clown..for kids the killer works all day to collect his pay while his victims lay in basement chains for him it's normal that's whats scary he will not tire..or get weary we never find these demented minds till it 's to late and another dies btk..went about his business capturing dogs....killing people and leaving no witness decades later..a computer glitch found this rotten...son of a ***** dahmer thought kindly...to eat his victims how sick is that and mentally twisted will it ever stop...who's to say theres always a killer on the way the mind of a killer must be diesesed...to inflict such hatred with so much ease what legacy..we leave generations of men to know we **** with such contempt
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Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC
mind of a killer
Born in the abyss of the blackened mind without heart or soul....of any kind a serial killer... comes to life his thoughts are unlike..yours or mine but sick...disturbed...and out of line they will take a life...and not think twice it's surely not there only vice drugs and booze..they been abused and not one of them..is an excuse they need to be put...in a special place without food or light or living space from like the place..that they were born dark and nasty..and full of scorn lock them up and throw the key it is there fate...it has to be here is a view..that i must take they will continue to **** without hesitate the serial killer...has a common face he blends right in..most any place they are always known...where they live gacy played a clown..for kids the killer works all day to collect his pay while his victims lay in basement chains for him it's normal that's whats scary he will not tire..or get weary we never find these demented minds till it 's to late and another dies btk..went about his business capturing dogs....killing people and leaving no witness decades later..a computer glitch found this rotten...son of a ***** dahmer thought kindly...to eat his victims how sick is that and mentally twisted will it ever stop...who's to say theres always a killer on the way the mind of a killer must be diesesed...to inflict such hatred with so much ease what legacy..we leave generations of men to know we **** with such contempt
written by michael gagain 4-24-13
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Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC
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