( 𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗹𝗮𝘂𝘀 𝗠𝗶𝗸𝗮𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗼𝗻 ) ® If my entire body were painted in the wounded areas, not a single piece of skin would be left without a stain. Maybe you can't look because the brightness blinds you. I hope it blinds you soon. I hope it stains and destroys you and I hope you see it every time you open your palms.
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