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Pray For The Dead [Frerard - COMPLETE]
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And you say that you can save me ✬ Don't hope to ever find me ✬ And I fear I'm too far gone✬ Pray for the dead
*Part three is set to private (probably because they fuck), so you have to be following me to read it. It's also posted on AO3, and the link is in my profile*
Title and description from Bring Me The Horizon's song Crucify Me.
This is a standalone Frerard ficlet. It is not connected to any of my other works in any way whatsoever.
TRIGGER WARNING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
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