Angel of Death
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I'm still human... I have to be... I still feel all these emotions!! Pain, loneliness, sorrow. They are all still inside me. So why can't they see me? Why am I still alone? Death was supposed to end this pain not continue it! All the emotions inside me, and how can you tell me I'm not human?
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