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Rumbling storms, scolding! Why me? Tormenting my Nostrils with something Grotesque. I see a rotting Corpse; she is me. Reality shakes And now she falls from ice clouds Under my skin. Shivers And small geese **** the sickness Consuming. I've lost the game.
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 12:05 PM UTC
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Rumbling storms, scolding! Why me? Tormenting my Nostrils with something Grotesque. I see a rotting Corpse; she is me. Reality shakes And now she falls from ice clouds Under my skin. Shivers And small geese **** the sickness Consuming. I've lost the game.
kagami
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 12:05 PM UTC
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