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[bodytext] => got the bloody limbs and now it is time for me to get the shovel and the lime i got to conceal my wicked evil crime the feel of dead flesh, so rotten and sublime drive out to the woods its the middle of the night im not playin around gonna bury you tonight as i lay dirt over flesh these words that i recite gimme blood, gimme death, gimme madness and fright my evil is too much for me to contain i like pushin children in front of freight trains i'm a minion of death givin a free reign and tonight im gonna open someones jugular vein [comments] => 3 [counter] => 234 [topic] => 59 [informant] => solidsnake116 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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