Wrongdoings

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And here we leave, we leave you with your unhappy lives, your unhappy eyes, and your unhappy gossip. And As I wonder how amazing my life will be, you will too. Only worry about me and not you.
Here I am sitting all alone, but it’s only in my mind She is here, they are all here…scared… Waiting…waiting for him to return. All you hear are the teardrops of stolen bodies Drip drop drip drop
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