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Braaaiiiiiiiiins Give Ays Yourrrrrrrrrrrrr Brrrrrrrrrrrrrains
In This Grave Yard It Always Rainnnnnns I Got Run Over By A Train Being Under The Dirt Is A Bloody Damned Pain Eating Your Flesh Is A Way To Gain Some Relief From Going Insane I Eat Flesh But I Feel No Shame Night After Night Its All The Same Micheal Jackson Came Again And Brought Us Out Dancing Like Idiots In The Rain. Im Going To Rip Your Arm Off Gahahahagagh |
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My lovely corpse how sexy you look
I saw nothing like you in any book you skin is grey and you eyes all bloody your hands are cold and your feed muddy it is a joy to see you rise from the dead but please stop, your'e eating my head! |
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yes, praise each other and pat each other on the back for being so smart *ahem* ![]() |
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