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[_peroxide_]

sometimes i forget my name. just the sound of the syllablesslipping off my tongue has no significance. i totally disconnect, whatever gives this body life drifts between space and time, this reality is loosing it's flavor. the hunger for new life is growing, i think even this girl will die like the last, just another portrait to place in my past.

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[delbaeth]

You should write a book.