I'm gonna tear you through your cloth
Behind,
This wall tares
You will find yourself alone
Falling
But feel no fears
I will atone your petty thoughts
And
Kill your lot
You will not begin to grasp
Faith
That I just taught
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Author:
Kessler (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 1st, 2023 03:30
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