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Your insecurities will rot you inside out. And when your corpse comes begging for forgiveness, I shall be nailing the last nail to the coffin.
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Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 10:55 PM UTC
Nails.
Your insecurities will rot you inside out. And when your corpse comes begging for forgiveness, I shall be nailing the last nail to the coffin.
#nails#forgivness#letitgo#coffin
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23/Florida
Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 10:55 PM UTC
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