Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja X Reader: Legend (under construction)
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  • Reads 34,505
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  • Parts 36
  • Time 3h 36m
Complete, First published Sep 01, 2015
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
And pieces of broken memories.

The gnashing teeth and criminal tongues,
Conspired against the odds,
But they haven't seen the best of us yet...

If you love me, let me go!
If you love me, let me go!

Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
Truth be told, I never was yours!
The fear, the fear of falling apart...
This is the beat of my, this is the beat of my heart!
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