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GhostOfTheEmptyGrave

Published: Apr 13, 2014

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King of the damned
I can't live like that
Leave me to die
Let this nightmare end

My friend, please
End my life

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EdelweissMarbleBFF

Nov 13, 2014

This is totally me

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