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I'm the reason why they say death comes in threes. I’m the grim reaper that will become your keeper and when I leave, you’ll be begging to meet your maker. First, I will fill your head with lifeless words so it paralyzes your brain. Every second I'm not around is a second you’ll be less sane. Then I these words will poison your heart, so there is no chance it will stray away. Parts of who you used to be will now start to decay. Finally, I will finish the job by stealing your soul. Killing you off in threes will be my end goal.
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Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 9:57 AM UTC
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I'm the reason why they say death comes in threes. I’m the grim reaper that will become your keeper and when I leave, you’ll be begging to meet your maker. First, I will fill your head with lifeless words so it paralyzes your brain. Every second I'm not around is a second you’ll be less sane. Then I these words will poison your heart, so there is no chance it will stray away. Parts of who you used to be will now start to decay. Finally, I will finish the job by stealing your soul. Killing you off in threes will be my end goal.
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Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 9:57 AM UTC
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