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Jan 22
" do not misunderstand me; when I call myself a shell
what i mean is a used up bullet casing.
As in, the aftermath of something lethal and horrific.
As in, an echo of inflicted evil that seeps into everything ."
Twisted Poet
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Twisted Poet  16/F/New Zealand
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