looky here looky there....
im a retard hahahahahah....
okay something really random... oh well
cut the flesh make it bleed.
Burn the pain to ashes.
smell the burning flesh.
make the children cry in the hollow hall of pain.
let them play with knives,
let them play with siccors.
make them hurt,
make them kill.
when good prize them with gifts to kill,
knives,
guns,
needles,
when bad prize them with a brutal punishment,
wipes,
chains,
cages,
show them whoes boss,
show them whoes leader.
make them cry before you.
make them huddle at ur feet.
make them into a perfect soilder.
okay something random... or not.
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IM strange I live in a strange envermant i have wacked out friends... and i write strange things....
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Blood_thirsty
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Death is the king of the world; tis his park where he breds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet
