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Gossips and Rumors


Focus and steady, you tried to aim your arrow in a vivid warped which you intend to harrow. The vile that guise reality is an illusion, softly mocking the groaning rage which twines discord and pain beyond dissertation… To catch a glimpse of your shadowed mystique enthuses one’s being into a lurking desolation. The callous heart is hard to repair, it cannot be soften, it cannot be mend! The dagger that pierced is a word that kills, no serum or antidote for the story that sears. In the world we live, in the world we know, countless amity were destroyed by your deadly blow. The revelry of distorted truths, revealed secrets, and betrayal of trust, are just among the tools you used to achieve your lust… So as you wander around and as you go…you will surely be forgotten That’s all I know! But in agony and pain you will pay, bitter retribution will haunt you, lest you lock and confine yourself in an icy pit where the the angels of darkness awaits you!
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