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Cruelty was a burden On the purest heart. Fate leaving them To burn to black coal. The innocence of a child, Tainted by a deceivable man.
Her hand plunges into my chest Grasping my heart tearing it out She smiles wickedly as she begins to squeeze My breath is short as I start to suffocate Knees buckling while clutching my throat
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