who fucked death?

who fucked death?

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Quinn was just going about his day when he realised he had just died. A few minutes ago he was on his way to his morning lecture but the next he was face to face with his body laying on the dirty ground pooled with blood. Just as he was anxiously figuring out what's going on. A figure that covered his face came closer to him.
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If you kept a mask on for your whole life...who are you really? If you only act the way people would love you to. When you lost yourself a long time ago. What is left? besides insanity? Why do i have to keep this mask? It's his fault, his! I should've ended this a while ago. Wouldn't there be him and this for god sake calming blue eyes... Like a slowly ripped off bandaid crawls the pain back into Damian's mind. His heart shattered and filled with tears, but his mind screams for revenge. A road that is covered in blood and tears instead of rose petals.

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