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Jul 2017
I lay in the most of my thoughts with the feeling of regret for my past forced into a young teen straight into a soldier with anger spilling out . The most of this is the flashback to the trama that broken me leeaven my body broken wounded.


I have nothing left to lose when the evil side comes out .


Seeing death watching as the world turn I to a ****** mess .

I have been broke. And tricked into fighting the broken and the last fear.

Nothingscares me anymore there's nothing left in my path fromthedistruction left by the demons them selves
Lost can't think writers block
Vladimir s Krebs
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Vladimir s Krebs  23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania
(23/M/Bethel park Pennsylvania)   
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