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Dawn Of the Awakening
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Unique The dark of nite,
the dawn of the awakening.
I arise to the sound
of the shots ringing from the enchanted gun.
Killing that whorish-bitch
for making fun of me was so much fun....
But now,
Her spirit is on the run.
She is fleeing from the scene,
the scheme, from my ecto gun.
I wished to make her nonexistent
in every shape and form...
she doesnt deserve to live,
even in ghostly form...
after the tragedy,
the shooting, the wreckage,
both her body and soul are deformed
and i have been mildy informed
that i was the murderer in this killing
but come to find,
it was the wrong whore that i had killed
it was all in good fun,
it was a game played under a tainted moonlight,
and not under the fire burning sun
