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#suicided
The work I have yet to finish putted on the stand standing infront of thee Glances of cold smiles of hell breath of frost these looks Nothing again I did Nothing I am nothing will not be missed *windows open Wind blowing through me birds singing silenced* Nothing I will be
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 6:38 AM UTC
Always Nothing