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Knife In Womb

Intestinal entrails, blood splattered. I can feel me eyes is hunger of flesh. Infesting lay beside the cadaver. I wonder to mincing her skin. Shifting slowly through the innards. I start to sharpening my knife. Disemboweled malicious deeply. Grotesque mind lead me on exhume. Licking the smell of bleeding stomach. Observe this wound that open. Infested rust of knife contaminate. It would be some decayed flesh. I'm a putrid insidiously. Rot corpse fantasy stare me. False goal concept to mutilating. What should I do now. Let the wretched dead body lay. Far there I must found the next victim. Begin from the new hemorrhage. Knife in Womb.

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