Sed De Sangre
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Esta historias trata sobre la vida de un chico psicopata ...
el cual decide escribir su vida en un diario para que algun dia alguan persona con su mismo trastorno mental lo encuentre ,lo lea y escriba su hsitoria hay ... y tambien para que cometa algunos hechos atroces escritos hay...
ademas la sed de este chico es insaciable .
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