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gentle and slow
your knife slid unfelt, it reached my heart work to the bone my life sworn in earnest, torn apart oath breaker infidel watch me crawl away broken blinded born to lose my way hands bleed, open dire greedy mouth feeds, swallowing promise nothing liar leave me here now, wallowing beg not solace begone kill again, away from here wasted all this move on all my sorrow, all my fear
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