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is feeling miscellaneous.
Your heart is a breeding ground for hatred, and I cannot believe how long I've made it. The demonic depths of your soul paralyzed all that was holy inside of me. Somebody, please hide me. So that I might subsist in this Hell, until dawn, to see the sun rising.
At least once more.
Just once more.
Please once more.
At least once more.
Just once more.
Please once more.
Published 27th Apr 2015
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