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that's the thing about a murderer they become so broken and haunted that even their own hand seems sinisterly daunted but it's kind of humane what their mind will have done it has broken a reality it refuses to let them run they will only see the life that they took every single eye is their victims look and in a way they are new nerves exposed to the earth for a search for calm their being is rebirthed and isn't it insane that a person is made new when they **** another without leaving any clue.
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Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
Murderer.
that's the thing about a murderer they become so broken and haunted that even their own hand seems sinisterly daunted but it's kind of humane what their mind will have done it has broken a reality it refuses to let them run they will only see the life that they took every single eye is their victims look and in a way they are new nerves exposed to the earth for a search for calm their being is rebirthed and isn't it insane that a person is made new when they **** another without leaving any clue.
inspired by a recent reading of Therese Raquin
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Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
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