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From my friends Crimson Dead
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I wish.
If I were to write over and again, about what makes my stomach turn the most, I’d be branded a lunatic. I would need help. Cause you wouldn’t help me. Cause you couldn’t help me. I’m a wreck. And all I can think about is killing you. But I like you so much. Why do you persist? Eating through my head. You turn a quiet room red. A peaceful slumber a nightmare. A burst of laughter into hatred.
I wish you were dead.
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