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Distorted,
Warped on foot amongst mankind
In the absolute dark so blind
Without the laws of a chief head
And stench weight of the dead
Lives a lust of blood to root pain
In tormented mind so vain
Reflecting in the cracked mirror
Lays deformed face of terror
Not always practiced though skilled
In twisted abnormality so filled
This distorted reality of unforgiving
Lost in underworld of living
Screaming in hushed narcotic brain
In sick sanity locked up insane
Blemished by tenets of mankind
While hiding the toxic mind
As it transmits beyond dimension
Of its main comprehension
Fooled knowing bitter zilch in all
Doomed taking leaps to fall
Where buried normality is aborted
Remain bones of the distorted
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