Amerikkkan Silent Deth
The doors open, a cloud of smoke. The bomb drops, we all implode. Not a fire, just a curse. Cancer spreads, no time for hearsts ... AIDS and HEP, unheard of STDs. Our bodies weak, all orifices bleed. The news is dead ... FOX, NBC, and CNN, as long as the wind still blows ... the death is spread. It's for the best. A couple thousand still born deaths. ... elimination of the young and old ...
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