Without you I`ll die! Veins with a knife will shed !
Just do not go ,together be both should .
Vile pain and fear I ripped the wings
My doors was closed.
I can'nt breathe!
You're left not once ..
Soul on pieces
chopped..
Where are you, where are.....
Step in the void,
SHOt...
CuIDe
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