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Apr 2012
ive done nothing to you,
i ask, why torture me so?
find you pleasure in my pain?
my blood runs like water warm
i can no longer fight you...
take my life, if't pleases you so.
white sheets, crimson stained.
Quiltel The NightFury
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   Lily Mae
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