burned alive

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By day_tripper07

silent screaming in my dreams i grasp for what is real please, i pray, please take away all pain and hate i feel you yourself cannot convey the way to live this life for you are who creates my guilt blood dripping from the knife you-You-YOU do not concieve what damage you have done you corrupt, I beg, you kill too quick i hope you've had your fun

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