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Unrest in graves.

Annihilate remnants of a lost faith, souvenirs of armageddon.

Sabbath decay, erode away.

The ritually crucified convulsing violently upon their crosses.

I've got no room to breathe in the shallow confines you've made for me.

And my libidos' intolerable.

Slave to Emotions.

Hate Explosion.

Faith Erosion.

Crumbling from birth, plucked from the tree prematurely.

Occupy thy fertile flesh, exploding through your vaginal mesh.

Subtext of each page, Hate and Rape.

Supplement the predators with a guide to pedophilia.

Crumbling from my birth till death.

Hate in stride I cum correct.

Ream your wounds.

The chosen slut exhumed.

Every morsel of my knowledge has been frivolously squandered.

All the cold and sleepless nights I sat and curiously pondered my life's direction.

Since I rose from that C-section,

Social networking connections,

find some gills that need inspection.

Enthusiastically raping the holes in your hands.

Wretched whores.

Painful sores.

Dead ends.

Closed doors.

Lubricating your stigmata.

Erosion.