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[aid] => mick
[title] => Asylum High (part 3)
[time] => 2004-05-23 10:40:56
[hometext] => ~Naturally this isnt it,I'll give you somthing you'll never forget~
[bodytext] => Asylum High (part 3) immunity your medication is taking less affect the serum in the needle point is being less direct my mind is no longer clouded with artificial life my memories are coming back, the feeling of that knife the one I used to kill my parents almost 10 years ago my brother, that night, and the old dirt road and now I remember who I really am I was the child butcher and now I’m the serial killing madman open cage, open mind got the key, to set me free open up the cell, so I can leave all those guards, silent alarm they are my art and I mean them harm I’m a soul stealer, a professional killer they said I was insane so I better deliver a new knife in my hand, a new life I can disband soon the whole world will know who I am closed cage, closed mind open cage, open mind the Darkwater massacre Darkwater I’m your doctor and I’m hotter than hell mountain mist I’m a therapist, a lunatic from the cell mission I’m a physician with an ambition for knives tables turnin’ I’m a surgeon and were learner to die so many left dead in the wake holding my knives I know its fate this is my mission I know for sure perhaps I should go on a world tour tell everyone about the people I’ve been killin’ tell everyone about the blood that’s been spillin’ soon everyone will know my name....Vermillion [comments] => 5 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Vermillion [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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