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I am new to this forum, and wasn't sure what I should do. So here is a poem I wrote.



The story of the grave diggers Hu-s-band


Shadows cast across broad spectrums of clothed
Echo's bouncing off of temporal hollow mask beings
Ones barely existing in fear of light
ERISTATING MASTURBATING

MASTERED BY BUA
AUTHORITY HATE HATE HATE

Reach in and out of eternal insanity
Carry on with no fear
Fear is the water that freezes in the cracks

ALL HAIL ERIS

ALL HAIL HU-MAN
MASTURBATION EJACULATION

CREATION!!!?!
??????!?!??!!
All is how it was and how it will be
In time we will find that all is...   ?!?!???!