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#darkiplier
the stains trickling down the edges of his lips a straight face remaining a dreaded corpse begging to see blood evident everywhere hair creeping out in places ears tucked back neatly expressionless still lacking movement fear seeping into the environment death and life remains unknown symmetrical in every sense cloth removing simple vision steady and calm quiet elegancy graceful in thought until death once more.
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC
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