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Scream, she screams

In near dawn, while everything is barely awake I opened my eyes or a scream woke me up She sounded in like despair Drowsiness of mine was gone but still I chose to close my eyes A dark joke for a man full of nightmares, Sadistic devil's cheap comedy Lowest form of life, is to be afraid of what you don't believe in.
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youraverageAL
22 / M / Philippines
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May 31, 2019
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