| A Semin soaked child lies at the bottom of a basement stairs with a broken neck, God looms over you and leers, the Facist cat in the alley has your Ipod... ...Life is but an overture to the true finality of death. Welcome to my world. the world we live in is but a pool of Semin, blood, and vomit swirling around in a vat of corroded steel. Would You Like Me if I was Pretty. You know Whats Funny? Child Molesters. How Many Rabbits Can You fit in a blender? Death scares me... ...But the thought of living for all eternity fills me with a far, far worse dread. I cannot save you. But be sure to Come back again. I'll be waiting here. Always and never. Ilam Lazalam Draksivorne. |
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