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    Anally impaled on a ten foot pole
    Raised to the skies as a trophy
    Praing for my blessed death
    Pain tears my ravaged body
    Vultures gather to hack out my eyes
    Mind is fading as my body dies
    I am the anal Christ
    Hanging limp and close to death
    Inhaling my last pained breath
    Vision fades from red to black
    As someone nibbles my ball sack
    Humiliated and no manly pride
    Father why has thou ass fucked me
    I am the anal Christ

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