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Kidnapped doll buried with steric arms delivered to the brothels of death that shine in mentiatic eyes that explicitly sell after my dead, Childish maids, childish salespeople dress me in porcelain.

Abducted after the noise of a sealant, sore after the abuse, smiled pleased after her depravity. Dragged after the soulless pieces of glass of people between brothels of death with the predator, asleep among the painful blood, thousands of deaths pass through the place.

Days turned into years when returning in the infarctic chockiantic noise, sorrows "when I have killed" I heard a person shout on his knees with several remorse "cry all you want!!", in my arms sitting on the ground. I have never been able to live in so many lost little ones while I with a skill.

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Social media is how people get you fired up and then yell behind your back.

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In the world was born in the nothingness of force as being We come from the silence among the blood, the words lie from the echo and the laughter of the air

The noise can even be fake created by human beings from air echoes. From emptiness and silence attracts human sweetness itself. Hatred attracts an eco-friendly person to the point of killing To the exterior. The physicality of being can be terrifying.

¡¡¡¡Be careful they can deceive you!!!!

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Your idols !!WHAT!! Fantastic bubbles and notable diamond bubbles will disappear between breaking the fake compilation of an empty sword in the push of tearful smiles in backgrounds. Your laughter and love is nothing more than your unknown false altruism of a burning fervor of edible anger.

Broken pieces of light break opaque rotating and disappear between drops

Dreamers without awakening of consciousness who see without sight fall into the fire of exhibiting lies.

Missing

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Shadows surround my bed with pins on their arms with smells of herbs in the splendor of my bed.

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Formidable calls of booing from fake fakes in lifeless black paint thank them for failing in their performance, they scream in screams of fake laughter from an artificial rostreal ardista in fake painting dolls for an advance of his cynical pride that have turned into sleepy conversations between silence to internal screams.

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Yin deperonists cowardly exhibitors HA, HA, HA!!! Y.E.

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The metaphysical death of the other dimension.

“Lacrymaria Olor,” Nicole Dollanganger, 2019

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Woman who wants to put on piercing heels and give your artif vinity, go waste your human pieces in money in your high-pitched, screams that turn me into a psychosis bloody until you melt in your transparent liquid hole.

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Yin☯️

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I don't need your infantasious sympathy altruistic—

That my emptiness, leaving me behind my back, leaves me with nothing.

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The sound of the peturbation.

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La belleza does not exist if not the golden vision of broken symmetry.