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| No Savior suddenly the hatred tears through my viens pulsating driving me insane curses restrict me no matter how hard i struggle like a wild animal stranded in the city new things terrify me and i calm the primal urge to scream that has filled me boiling and burning control won't let me be focus my energy into one last breath hope leaves me and still no one learns from watching my death ~erika boal |
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