The living HELL returns

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Once a upon a time there was
A man named Ross came to MY nut house. He visited me. I hadn't had a visitor since Momma's blood spilled on me. He wanted to stay so the only option I had was put him in my LIVING HELL. He awoke with a start.
He saw me before his eyes were taken by my dad. And we ate him alive.
Now his eyes and stomach gave momma her love for me back.
I can't wait to see momma again
Johnny! You want your father back. Around the mallberry bush I stuff him in a weasel and monkey caught a flame, burned it all.
I get it John, you don't love me, LIKE MOMMA did. Dads horns as sharply me my knife. Don't worry John soon you and dad can be together on my merry-go-round,wont that be fun? We'll skin bears and eat frogs.
All you gotta do is COME TO HELL.
-Haden Edward Luke Loe the first
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MY HELL IS YOUR HELL
MY PAIN IS YOUR PAIN
TILL WE MET MY
FATHER ON HIS THORNE
OF BONES
AND A CROWN OF
SKULLS, YOU DON'T HAVE TO
WORRY
FOR ME.
ALL I NEED IS YOUR SOUL
LIKE THE ONE I NEVER HAD
AND YOUR LIFE
THAT WAS TOKEN FROM ME
FROM MY MOM THAT DROWNED
ME IN A RIVER
TILL DEATH
DO
WE
MEET

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