Helter skelter (poem)

River running through my brain,aches and pains heavy metal thunder's what we've come under chills down your spine turn back time feel the ryheme down deep inside nowhere to hide its your pride stand your ground nose like a bloodhound satan

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the otter princess and the kangaroo and her eggs

[17:49:47](>) nico kialalai: lucifurr [17:49:52](>) nico kialalai: furry satan [17:50:00](>) teral: lmao [17:51:04](>) teral: pizza making time b) [17:51:26](>) red riot: *arrives back at the castle with teral, nico and buck and cooks eggs* the

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Helluva Catch [Commission]

Loona found her nostrils flaring, her satan-given skill of tracking mortals by scent kicking in as she took a very personal whiff of this human.

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Spiritual Satanism

But, to those who knew better, they recognized that it was the weekly gathering of the local chapter of the church of satan. i fit right on in as i parked my black pontiac in its normal spot and climbed out.

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Doggypocalypse

Cerberus looks up at satan and gives off a toothy smirk, remembering the last time he last saw the slaves.

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For the Pigs in Such Fine Houses

The table is set.match.so they eat and drink together.the satanic swing still rings in the furbished hole.it's a house united and conquering still.

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Bloodmoon Resort: Satan’s Trip

Opening one eye out of four, satan frowned, then turned to the door. someone was there. “if that’s steve because he forgot something,” growled satan.

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Reflections on Suicide : Leap of Faith

Reflections on SuicideLeap of FaithLife is hard. Or was hard, anyway. I can't say life is still hard for me because I am no longer alive. I no longer have a life to live; no longer do I need a body to keep. I am who I am, and that is all there is to...

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