Deception your lies forever told me sweet memories that where false, Empathy destroyed thou who walked my empty soul. Serenity for ye who held my heart, thou to only Trigger my Reserve for the Oath I took. For I was Yellow with Emotional Drought of my sins of past reality's.
D eception.
E mpathy.
S erenity.
T rigger.
R eserve.
O ath.
Y ellow.
E motional.
D rought.
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