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'Theodore Levine was out one night celebrating his 20th year at his company, when he received a phone call from an anonymous number, he answered and s..
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It was an almost ordinary day as I looked towards the sky I saw nothing but grim grey darkness.. "s**t!" I exclaimed to myself; i'm sick of this weath..
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Martyr oh martyr how you crucified my soul, you whip and you cackle with the evilest of grins.Torn up my feelings with that rusty spear and instill me..
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Awoken with a grim look upon his sleepless cadaver, with six feet of dirt between him and freedom, befriending insects through these lonesome times, h..
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I beg you for your touch against my skin tonight, I am in need of your lips pressed gently against mine, I cry when they depart from me, and I die a l..
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You hurt and you cry and you wish you could die, don't shed a tear the care I give to you in which you cannot deny my lips touch your cheek as I hear ..
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