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"Here I Come Again, You Exhaulted Freind, What's inside my head, I'm your own hatred, Look at me and smile. We'll be here for a while. You poor souless man, with nothing to lose it's just to gain! Here I come again: WASTED!!!! On Hatred! NO ONE talks like this! Nothing's what it seems! Who'se you're enemies! What Do you Belive? Here I come again, View the Clear Blue Sky. At Least you've still got time. Just One Taste of Life and NOW be SATISFIED!" -Violent Work of Art
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