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SlippingA Story by M...Dear Unknown, I feel myself slipping everyday. I would look in the cracked mirror, for which I constantly punch and bleed in front of, in hopes to see.. |
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PurposeA Story by M...Dear Unknown, No matter how many a time I sweep up my burned, ashed heart, and reforge it in the inferno that is the willing passion that burns within.. |
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