Left 4 Dead


2288 webb
United States
42° 23' 5.0964" N, 83° 6' 35.8524" W

Tried my best to please the beast, but alls forgotten wen you take a seatfaith is replaced with unspeakable hate and rage that could make the earth shakeonly thing that was stuck in my mind was diffrent ways that I could make them all realizeI swallowed my pride and asked for an open handbut was rejected when they saw that i couldnt standGod saved my pride because i was surely gonna crymy mind was dead my soul mislead, my faith in bed while my hate ran ahead,my body felt dead i was surely misleadthe pats on the back the praises from the headthe friendship we shared all died with my leg  


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