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Current mood:  cynical
Misuse beyond Abuse I've reached my limit, And we're an omen. A messenger of a higher and Disgustingly evil power. Death You'll act like it was never known, We were never seen. We wore the masks, and Pretended. We've done the math, and We've payed our dues. Now all that's left, Is the Fear we will Strike into you. BTW, some people got the wrong idea from this. I'm NOT going to kill anyone. >.<
11:31 PM
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