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THE MAN WHOSE LAST BREATH TOLD IT ALL


The dark skies above us all have held so much to disclose to all for many years to come Walking the streets paved with gold and joy distracting us Did we not notice the fakes and the two-faced people we came across? Fascinated by games they played All the lies and betrayal that we had gone through was so quickly forgotten about within seconds Greed and violent thoughts taking over your soul Slowly drifting away from the real things you really cared about The devious and monstrous creature slowly capturing and eating away at your skin Played with fire and matches leaving behind all the love and care you once knew of
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