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| WHATS A ROSE WITHOUT ITS THORNS? NOTHING. SO COME LEAVE YOUR BLOODY PRINTS. |
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| YOU SPOONED US SATURDAY MOURNING MOUTHFULS OF MAGGOTS AND LIES DISQUISED IN YOUR SUGARY BREAKFEST CEREALS. THE PLATES YOU MADE US CLEAN WERE FILLED WITH YOUR FEARS. THESE THINGS HAVE HARDENED IN OUR SOFT PINK BELLIES. WE ARE WHAT YOU MADE US. WE HAVE GROWN UP WATCHING YOUR TELEVISION. WE ARE A SYMPTON OF YOUR CHRISTIAN AMERICA, THE BIGGEST SATAN OF ALL. THIS IS YOUR WORLD IN WHICH WE GROW. AND WE WILL GROW TO HATE YOU. |
| *Tragedy's* Corner!!! |
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