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I close my eyesand I fall into this voidwhere no one hears my crieswhere sounds seem so devoid.I cannot feel my heart anymorethe constant pounding has..
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Louder screaming!Fighting for your lifethe heart so schemingbegging hopeless for a knife.Crashing, banging, torture!Defenseless and sadyet feeling gre..
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Once upon a time, not too far from now, at northern France by a place called Rouen, there was a young little girl named Samantha. Her skin was as wh..
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So many nights I have spent mourningoften I've awaken in pain every morningpast time whispers caress my dreams of lustdenying the factious reality tha..
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On one side of the barracks there a man can be seen smoking, glancing the smoke's reflection on a broken window's shard. Darkness begans to suffocate ..
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Candle light illuminated our path through the endless darkness, which held us prisoners to the unknown as we tried to escape from this labyrinth. I ho..
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She has been young and naivea former artist and a loverfor her art she shant grieveas mankind will soon discover.
How pathetic humans arethey fear ..
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I need fire to lit my cigarette
I made my way comfortable to the window
just a glance, you haven't arrived yet
it doesn't matter, when you do I'll ..
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Я безутешныйBо мне заклад..
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"Murderer"- the voices screamed, louder, louder, piercing from my ears to my thoughts they shouted "Murderer""MURDERER!"
Everything was the same, m..
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