schizophrenic
It whispers in my ear. mentions an escape, nostalgia. I know who your are........it murmurs in my head. It gives me the will to live, the will to die. There is only one thing it asks for. Death, but I couldn't fathom the thought. She's my heart...No!!!! she's a whore, she must be punished. I feel so wrong for the thoughts that I have but. it tells me that this is the only way It is Gods will. I am the Angel of Death. My duties are incomparable to whatever my needs are. So I shall bring death to those most deserving. It will be most pleased...
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HellFire save some matches fuck a duck and see what hatches.
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