Part Three
You pick yourself up off the ground you realize your soul is now lost anger and hate rise up inside of you ready to explode The Angle Of Death now becomes the hunted you search and search you finally find him you sneak up behind him and you end his life you watch him fall to the floor its finally over you get your soul back but now you see you are the Angle Of Revenge and in reality you will never be free of all this blood shed and hate is now your destiny.
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xSWEETxDECAYxOFxFLESHxposted on 11/16/2009
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