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Ill free you all.

Fucking filthy street trash,
Ill liberate you of your blessings in one swift motion.
You will not awake to celebrate the lost of your "burdens."

Ill never shed a tear as i watch you do so.
One after another ill spill your guts onto the corners of London.
All the while the press will spill their ink onto paper trying their best to explain it all.

You will never witness the joy of soft crying and first words.
You will just be another tramp missing another puzzle piece.
All of these pieces I have collected for myself.

Ill use them to create a puzzle of gore and shame.
Corpses the same color of their origin.
Ill go down as a legend of death.

You will all go down into the pits of hell ,broken and incomplete.


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