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Does a dog feed on its master's flesh when they have perished? Or do they simply wallow and howl about? Let's say in this scenario, the master, a rath..
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Death Dialogue squawks at my doorfrothing a swath swordbreathin' a heathen at my doorstep An orthodox tongued whoremountains of words loaded afloated ..
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The lonely cave, I often find myself locked away. I take peace in its hideaway. The comforting chill of the rocks-the thinking dark in the atmosphere...
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Was that the wind or a fart?I couldn't have known, thought it a shartTo the bathroom, I walk and swayPraying to the Gods, the poops awayStall doors sh..
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Trapped and confined under dense iron chainsthey clatter and bangthe resonance of their echoes seem to be my only friendsmy stringent, masochistic fri..
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The stowaway made quite the effort to keep his cool, seemingly petrified from the events that unfolded. He not dare to make his whereabouts known to t..
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When imagined, it seems almost plausible to breathe while simultaneously
drinking water. This is untrue, of course when performed. But, what if
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