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Scarecrowselective surgury patchwork of a man stitches bleeding beneath the bandages cauterize anemia light headed a lack of sin burrowing deep within rusted calipers reap and sow a scythe for my soul a dirty sickle taking the hands from a scarecrow twilight over a blighted field thousands of eyes watching hunting breathing toxins a single mind ignorance tearing apart the man unsanitary the surgeon a dull scalple a white hot brand marking his creation claiming his destruction nailed himself to a wall he died memories of the past the brutality slaughtering again and again could he ever forget these fires they wait for him screaming in his head till hisScarecrow
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Radiationin the depths in the blue we live our lives in this hollow shell hiding from our enemies and with us we contain death for you for us for allwith dust trails flowing in the winds solor radiation beating our skin an armor battalion a killing machine watching above so close to our lord we soil ourselves ignoring his words raining blood and sorrow shrapnel from the heaves sacrifice ourselves to murder our brothers and when we fall there will be another to pick up my rifle to leave my dreams dead with my body i wll never be forgotten to valhallah with me the proud warrior from the sky i fell down my net to cathc the air was no where to be found iRadiation
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Assisted Suicidewhat time is it weeks meld together living day by day is there a future you wont die alone countless others have done the same you may be a number a statistic a masochistic entity nameless filling up our graveyards necropolis city of the six feet under populated people tired of this world let these words be your catalyst when my work is done when my job is finished ill be there a one added to the score its your life yours to end send a message rock their world leave no reason for them to ask why carve a scar into society let them bleed and cry no regrets you wont die alone fill up hell to the brim till we pour out and consume all let the popuAssisted Suicide
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