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Body of a pig.
Snorting and growling, horrid thing no one could love.
Grotesque god made abomination, forced to walk this putrid earth.
Not a soul to love it, far to horrific looking to kill.
Deep down it begs for death,a swift end to a life of pure hell.
Forsaken from birth, Welcomed only by death.
Published 18th Jul 2018
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18th Jul 2018 12:00pm
