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Kill. Rot. Fed. Up. Becoming the filth under my skin coursing through these veins. Can't wait for the end to begin. Can't wait for the weight of my sins. Judgement waiting for me. Judgement waits. It better be swift for everyones sake. For he is no shepherd and I am no sheep. I would rather die before I wake than to pray to any god my soul to take. Purge.
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