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I will not feed your curiosity. I will rot in what welcomes me, It is a pain only wielded for my heart alone, none other should wield it. It is the hammer of my existence, and if this hammer crumbles my veins, I will welcome it. Oh, How I will welcome it.
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Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC
You don't care, you are only curious.
I will not feed your curiosity. I will rot in what welcomes me, It is a pain only wielded for my heart alone, none other should wield it. It is the hammer of my existence, and if this hammer crumbles my veins, I will welcome it. Oh, How I will welcome it.
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Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC
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