Infern
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Last published Tue, Dec 30, 2014
Forget everything.
Re-set your mind.
Everything you have ever know, seen heard, though or listened to is a lie.
Your family, friends, job is a lie.
Made up.
Created as an illusion and a distraction from reality.
Your reality.
WAR.
Trust no one.
No thing. No sound. No taste. Absolutely nothing.
Not even yourself.
Once entering this war zone there is no going back.
No leaving.
No escaping.
No surviving.
You have no future.
No reason for existing outside this zone.
Your life belongs to us.
This is your begining, you life and your certain death.
This is your fate , your destiny since the begining.
Your worst nightmare.
Your living hell.
Welcome to INFERN,
enjoy your death.
This is your end .
Goodbye solider.
Or is it.
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