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For October Halloween
Perhaps I'm hiding murders of a dozen like the serial killer keeping them hidden in my poor side of town dropping women in a well behind the house when they get sexy they scream and fall away from sides of dirt that crumbles under hands that claw at anything to keep them from the end the bottom of the well oh well is it the end for them for me as well the police may finally figure it all out the secret of the well is given out oh shout the name of GOD under the noses of the minions of the law and practice our religion in Satans hollow eye. There is only just conjecture no circumstantial evident.
No warm body no cold pie will lie in Satans hollow eye.



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