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May 2015
Death seems more inviting than life,
I conspire with the devil awaiting my premature demise,

Maybe the blood calms me,
Maybe it's just a dark temptation,

Life was long enough lived,
And death was greatly prolonged,

No one can stop me,
Not even myself...
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Raven  somewhere
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     Lior Gavra, Born and Lexi Dvorak
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