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The killer
10:26 p.m. 2004-02-08

Feel the blood spilling so softly wetly taste of metal on your tongue. They're lying there so lifeless kiss them so sweetly, careful not to wake them. Watch the air fill with the stench of immortality as you wreck your vengence on these hollow shells. Havoc and blood red sunshine and summer days are getting to me making me think that maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Will you ever regret that summer day when you stole their lives away

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