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Hate at its Best
12/09/2003 @ 3:07am
By:
hatesbest

My death is celelibrated. I send a call to all who have fallen to the blade
of society. fight to stay above it but I am weak I must fight life and all
my unhappiness and kill the system. Which will kill us if we don't
fight it. Despite it all I live my horrible life and all i can do is sit
watch my mind fall deeper in to the abyss and since im shat on daily. But i
will fight to stay above it and even in death I will kill it and silence it
with with shots of the gat and ill spit my acid on the world and sicken u
even more with hate of my brothers and god I forsaken you. For you are the
creation of man. You did not create me a crazy old man invented you as a
character in a book and he said follow me and ill show you to a paradise.
The worlds biggest cult is at fault. If god truly create me he shall regret
ever creating this forsaken soul.
 
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