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the foundation of everything honest to god truth faith. what's the use? The darkness inside you creeps its way in. How does one recover, repair broken trust? The reaper is on his way, your soul is no use. Call a saviour, pray to the lord, Maybe he'll decide to pity you. cause i sure as hell won't, so good day to you.
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Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 3:56 AM UTC
Trust.
the foundation of everything honest to god truth faith. what's the use? The darkness inside you creeps its way in. How does one recover, repair broken trust? The reaper is on his way, your soul is no use. Call a saviour, pray to the lord, Maybe he'll decide to pity you. cause i sure as hell won't, so good day to you.
Asonna
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29/F/Australia
Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 3:56 AM UTC
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