clock is ticking
the ruins are falling down
the walls are falling
the blood is spilling
all for me
the lie is covering up
suffering is being free
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Stories by 吸血鬼
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It feels like eleven years, even though it could be four, someone drops dead who I adore
when you love someon...
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