i will hold.. your cold soul.. dead in my hands.. and your body remains.. frigid like sand, then you lie.. weakened, shattered.. and frailed.. just like a fatal.. tenacious.. homocidal bitch.. these composures.. of yours is.. what has decided your fate.. so lick your wounds.. you dissident cunt.. you got what you want.. and only you will pay the price.. costing your life. -ravenx #novel
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