.Dear Mr. Coleman I hope your fingers rot
I pray that you will be the last of your kind
This is a warning to you
Hell will seem like a ride compared to what awaits for you
That evil look you gave her, that contradicting smile
Those goosebumps swell with your perversion
H.
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