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throught the warmest kind of care ,im not sure in wat i can, but ill go and kill the mind of the insane belly becouse it is simply cut off my body
beeing in the hiding seek game as a crazy alice druves me nuts
can u understand the fingers which stroke? fingers r scaring but touch me
before passion hidden in the grave mixed with unboiled rotted honey
these cages burn because they will never survive

LES ANIMAUX DE LA TOMB NOIR, ILS NE SONT PAS ICI, ILS SONT DANS MA TETE

in the griveing pace which is called hate lyes my beloved madness veiled with sick,heavy silks
but before we ll reach the hidden place we ll turn into teddy bears...grumbling
we ll have to dance with white grinning squirells , they will look at us with dead eyes willing for more flesh like a pineapple

who knows wat's gonna happen? lottery or a car crash?

but after word i will have done what i have been preparing for throught the pitch dark
huntresses chasing me down the rabbit hole