May my soul rot in the decay and may my body burn into flames,
from the dirt I will rest and the passion until then.
In loving memory of what was once the source of my misery.
yours truly,
𝓋𝒾𝓋𝓎 𝓿𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪
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