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TARTARUS
my art if you can call it that is posessed by demons...legions that never cease screaming, im addicted to the torture and pray i get raptured by the fallen angels captured and restrained in chains, in pain underneath the heavens and deep beneath the earth like a plagued nephilim spirit awaiting a rebirth while existing for eternity cursed and just letting my thoughts dwell upon this causes me to scratch my head with obsessive compulsion till my fingernails are covered in blood...and I speak the truth to you for I can not lie, can not die, can not see myself in my eyes and this to shall pass for I have failed master myself and save, just enslaved in my Hell
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