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Sep 2019
Skin them alive,
leave none to survive,
Shred them to pieces,
I am as phantom as cold summer breezes,
Lapping up blood like a good cat,
Eating children rather than a rat,
I can take flight like a bat,
Beat you to death from behind,
Eat your bones fresh from the grind,
Cut your throat pull out your tongue,
Can't find your body its so far slung,
A lil here a lil there,
*β™₯β™₯DEAD BODIES EVERYWHERE β™₯β™₯
ThIs MaKeS Me HaPpY
Hunger
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Hunger  99/Hell
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