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Last published Tue, Jul 29, 2014
How would you feel,To be someones supposed "Masterpiece" To be Created and shaped Into A monster. I sometimes wonder How Or what I could've been if I wasn't A Killer. If I wasn't a beast. Being Kidnapped Twice Does a number on your sanity. If I could just go back ,Forget everything I'd be fine. Instead of dealing with all this bullshit.
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