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Blade meets skin, Blade is drowned in blood Wielder looks at blade, tears running down the face of the wielder of the blade Wielder looks up at the ceiling "I'm leaving, I'm leaving" she says. Keep writing that stuff and surely... Blade will win.
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
Blade
Blade meets skin, Blade is drowned in blood Wielder looks at blade, tears running down the face of the wielder of the blade Wielder looks up at the ceiling "I'm leaving, I'm leaving" she says. Keep writing that stuff and surely... Blade will win.
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
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