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Broken and dishevelled resorting to desperate measures |
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Catatonic and determined seeking out human treasures |
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A vicious predator in the dead of night |
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Hunting the backstreet alleys out of site |
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Selecting victims that wouldn't be missed |
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Collecting spare parts to be ticked off the list |
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Selecting the donors wasn't heard |
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Dissection had been got down to an art |
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Mourning her loss had acquired a collection |
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Of spare parts for her resurrection |
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The last resorts of a broken man |
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Desperate with a psychotic plan |
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No will to live a solitary life |
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Craving the company of his rotten wife |
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Livers, bladders, kidneys and hearts |
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Extracted and fitted like spare car parts |
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Rejecting all but the perfect bits |
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Healthy and fruitful, not battered or split |
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A discarded pile amongst pus and slime |
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Swollen with papules and oozing grime |
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A human laboratory vile and depraved |
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Saving his love from a premature grave |
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Selecting the donors wasn't hard |
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Dissection had been got down to an art |
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Mourning her loss had acquired a collection |
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Of spare parts for her resurrection |
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The last resorts of a broken man |
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Desperate with a psychotic plan |
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No will to live a solitary life |
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Craving the company of his rotten wife |
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Too picky about the style and shape |
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Or if the color would be to her taste |
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An exquisite corpse bloated out of shape |
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Putrefying fast, poisonous gasses escape |
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A perfectionist spending too long trying to gather |
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The perfect parts for her fragile cadaver |
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No chance of bringing her lifeless form back |
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An unrecognisable soul, swollen and black |
