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Aug 2019
World Sufferation invoked by fellow mans *******.
Provoking, casting hatred based upon natures of different races.
How long will we conform to condemnation and live by the basics?
When promises were met that we can fly and see what's greater.
I feel the scorn in my flesh, I may just dig in my chest and i might just tear out whats left
So that its cut on this set, just moving onto the next
Here, promises they were kept, dark intentions spiritual death.
Here's how I resurrect.
Chadd dé Von
Chadd dé Von
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Chadd dé Von  22/M
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