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Repugnant Shrapnel

The flood of human remains plummeting downwards. Horizon blackened, jolted from the sky. Towering waves of obscure aftermath swarm to the heavens. With a slight endeavor, kingdoms turn to squander. Ravaging paths meet and become hordes of ailment. God’s hand has erected the retched bowels of man’s mass burials. An avalanche of skulls, Rain down the exhumed past of lost ancestry. Prophecies fulfilled to our graves of dispersed dead.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 2/23/2014 1:34:00 AM
Dear Pauly: Grim but real thanks. Leon
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