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I love summer, don't you?

Have you ever craved blood?

I was just too deaf to hear.

A black shadow haunts my soul.

I wanted to kill her.

Why are you unfair to me?

A twisted, lecherous stranger is determined to take what is rightfully his.

A poem in four parts.

It glitters, shimmers, the sun amongst the water. It looks like a purple flower, burning brightly, blurred by the sea&rsquo..

World's on fire.