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I Write Whatever I Want To Write

The poison in the air smells just like the perfume you wore on the night you sold your soul.

I really wish these ropes that I'm bound with were fastened sturdy enough that I could never escape, but it would be so easy to walk away, if I chose to

How long can one man suffer dying slowly....being violently robbed and assaulted to the very core of my being?

How long do you think I'll last?
TheOrionbeltseeker · 36-40, M
We are going heaven the same day or in case, we go to hell, we will make hell our heaven.

Cheers

 
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