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JL  Dec 2012
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JL Dec 2012
Ive now pluckecd the eye of god
and digging into his throat with my teeth
The warm red spray
taste of blood metallic
On the razors edge
Everything balances
Words fuckthem all man fcuck em all
they are useless and meaningless next to the creature
of life humanity
and the beauty
of your blood red
upon my finger

— The End —