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Oh the burn, the sting of a haunting memory that cannot be numbed. The flames are spreading.   I am on fire. This memory is hell.
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Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 6:15 AM UTC
Burn
Oh the burn, the sting of a haunting memory that cannot be numbed. The flames are spreading.   I am on fire. This memory is hell.
Sagewarlock
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Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 6:15 AM UTC
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