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"and all that was left
were the screams of anguish
time left behind.
bones protruding through
the onslaught of what was
only the beginning."
-willy
I painted the sky with seven years of rage.
None shall take this golden portrait of oppurtunity.
My path is divided between the righteous and the prevailing.
Only 6 years left before the winds take its toll.
My objective is uncertain my goal is clear.
The blood of the unfaithfull will be spilled.
This is my tale.
"If anything,
my credo stands strong."
dont leave me here?!
allkindsofnew.
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"and all that was left
were the screams of anguish
time left behind.
bones protruding through
the onslaught of what was
only the beginning."
-willy
I painted the sky with seven years of rage.
None shall take this golden portrait of oppurtunity.
My path is divided between the
righteous and the prevailing.
Only 6 years left before the winds take its toll.
My objective is uncertain my goal is clear.
The blood of the unfaithfull will be spilled.
This is my tale.