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Oct 2016
I lay in rain feeling the cold fill my lungs with every mistake I make knowing that death is a grip around my neck slowly feeling like death has his buring lies.



I don't fear death but with his cold dead lying eyes I can't beat that his truth knowing all my thoughts feed his energy .

Feeling his hand touch my back make u see ****** rain threw the eyes of pain  my eyes now see deaths pain for every life he has to take
Equal eyes lead to the truth
Vladimir s Krebs
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Vladimir s Krebs  23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania
(23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania)   
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