YOU WILL NOT LEAVE HERE ALIVE

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I got a mask and got a kill, I can throw axes right on target, I myself got this skill, Every kill makes my soul darker, All the survivor's blood I wanted to shed it, But thirst only increased with every corpse, Sorry, but my feelings of pity died long ago I put live meat on a chainsaw, I'm not fine, I've been morally slain now, The moral burden on my soul has drained me, I live every day and pay for my actions, I have my own channel along which I swim I don't need a direction, I can’t pour out all the pain from the soul, it rots there with my heart for a couple, IN THE REFLECTION OF THE MIRROR I SEE A MONSTER, THE KNIFE IS SHARPENED AND READY TO BE DIRTY, I hear the victim's breath and her heartbeat, MY SOUL IS LIKE DIRT, IT'S AS DARK AS DARKNESS, Today, my hunger has covered all sides, now I want to quench my thirst for blood, Believe me, with my beast in my head, YOU WON’T COME OUT WITH A SLIGHT FRIGHT, BETTER HOPE THERE'S A LOOP NEXT TO YOU, OTHERWISE, BILLY'S CHAINSAW WILL PIERCE YOU THROUGH, My body's closed cuz there are bleedin' scars on my skin, I MADE HOOKS ON WHICH YOU'LL HANG AND BLEED SLOWLY, AH, DEATH IS INEVITABLE AND WE ALL KNOW IT... YOU WILL NOT LEAVE HERE ALIVE, THIS PLACE IS THE PLACE WHERE YOU DIE, Run away and immediately get into the trap, THEN YOU WILL FINALLY LOSE YOUR LIMBS, It hurts to walk limping and bleeding along the way, You won't leave this hellish place, This is the place where you'll rest in fear TRUST ME YOU WILL DIE RIGHT HERE, YOU WILL DIE WITH A PIERCED HEART SPEAR, MY HEART IS BLACKER THAN MY SOUL, MY PITY LEVEL IS TOO LOW, THEREFORE I DON'T FEEL ANY REGRET FOR YOU, IN ANY CASE, NOW I'M NOT IN ME, BUT A HUNGRY BEAST, SORRY... HAHA HAHA HAHA YOU WILL NOT LEAVE HERE ALIVE...

2020-08-31 09:00:55

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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx

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Morgan Ray and Rose. ⏺English translation⏺ I will find flowers among the fragments of people, give them to you. I am so pleased that there is you, your love for me. I will give you a sea of hope, and lights that do not fade. My heart is only you, it falls asleep without you. I'm giving everything I have in me for you to paralyze the rocks. I don't want to To conquer fate, together to the very edge. We'll be gone on the penultimate day, but our lines will remain. All love is sealed here, in our phrases and ellipses. So, let's rise high, and forgetting about the holy, Falls of the rock. I'll take your hand, and everything, all around It's going to be the way you dreamed.

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