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Going back home, i`m thinking that it would be not bad to fucking break down this damn world.
It`s no enough hands for cleaning it from shit...
Rub.. Rub..
Rub fingers down to the bones...
Maybe i should start with first one i meet? Just stick a finger in his eye socket and watch as he writhes from a pain
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I despise hate
I despise narcissism
So you can despise and hate me back.
And i`ll puke in your faces with the remains of my hope!
How can you feed so much anger ??
