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Nov 2017
i am unholy, i have been touched. i have felt the hands of despair, and looked into the eyes of wrath. i have formed bonds with the sloth inside me, found hope in avarice, and not once looked back.

i am unholy, and can only be filled with the envy that resides deep within my bones.

i am unholy, but i am not vain. there is no pride in my soul, and no soul in my body. there is nobody in the world that will hide the mark that you have left.

i am unholy, i have been touched by your hands, looked into your eyes, and mistaken your lust for love. i have formed bonds with your soul, and tied myself to your ribcage. i have allowed my hope to be swallowed, and failed to question the holes being drilled into my happiness.

i am unholy, but you are the devil
kyle ekay
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kyle ekay  18/F/United States
(18/F/United States)   
   --- and Azrapse
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