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The Massacre
Alright there's so many ways to die like having someone with a strap to blast you through your eye but that's not how I wanna be killed I want them to stab me repeatedly till every ounce of my blood is spilled a fucking massacre like jigsaw because my death should shock people that there's anything left ja ja ja ja pieces of my flesh all over the place when I was being chopped my blood sprayed like mace all such a waste except for my bone marrow being ingested like tomato paste yea so my body and organs were a feast to unlock the power associated with the mark of the beast a satanic ritual to resurect everyone deceased to bring about the end of days this was a warning about what might come to you SOLO GAYZ aka sfg 21 but before any of this this will come you bitches will be on the run when it catches up you'll probably end your lives with a fully loaded gun but even with my life done i'll haunt your family just for fun even possessing your pregnant bitch to kill your unborn son
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