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I am nada


I am nada I am nothing but an empty skeleton full of broken promises how can I stop this when I'm already dead? live, said the angel... ...and so they did except I am in the hands of the diablo and he wants me to do bad listening is easy so is doing don't try and stop me I'll leave everyone the fuck alone just like they left me
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