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A poisoned heart lay bleeding may it bleed it's toxic blood on the hand of it's murderer and let there blood spoil in there veins just as it has yours. Let it trickle with pain through there body. May all of your fear and hate flow through there mind. May your will be done unto the world as you have planed.The stench of death washes over the world hate,and fear fill all of our heart and they fall heavy inside of our body's like weights. The feeling burns cold in my skin I see the blood as it runs through my veins turning them dark I see it wash trough me slowly i like the pain it is fierce and tormenting.