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| fire...burning...agony...i am a tortured artist. i am calamity. my dark pitiful soul needs purging of the evil inside of myself. i can't explain my words. | |
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| bitter...darkness...pain. my everyday life goes on and on until one day the day will come that all despair will conquer. i am a prophet. | |
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THE CLIMAX UNTIL THE GREAT END.
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| i long for the day that this comes...where all tortured prophets liek me will have their revenge and all the da-- | |
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| SHUT THE FUCK UP WITH YOUR DAMN ODD-ASS POETRY. | |
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