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Brief rant about evil/politics

Cometh you foul beasts
I have smelled your putrid breath
the stench which comes before you
the stagnant emulsion oozing out of your rancid glands
the moldy lichens growing in the dark corners of your lairs
Cometh... I am waiting to piss on your graves
cause it's time to rid the world of you
and afraid I am not
Written by Angelast1
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Author's Note
My muse is in a weird way these days. She sais nothing for the longest time and then shows up and throws this at me. I might as well take it....
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