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Conquer Through Darkness

lexaadriano2002

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Reads 25
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lexaadriano2002

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Nobody believes her because she was known to be the monster. 

Tortures have been planted in the mind of those who aren't capable of being a normal one.

But one's fault have caused a distraction between fellow humans.

Words have been replaced with actions.

And would a heart that is filled with hatred will be ever be cured?All Rights Reserved

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𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐅𝐀 -Pyscho's Heartbeat

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