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7d
Remember I never lied,
I was gonna be your heretic?
I dusted myself from land slides
and controlled through the slicks
this car that truly fled
as beats of my heart truly skipped.
The wounds stitched opened wide
and now the chess pieces I switched
one by one ,my processes are wired
and the cards joker to ace are flicked....
The Haunting
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The Haunting  M/Near the eye of the Abyss
(M/Near the eye of the Abyss)   
60
   Immortality
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