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He isn't scary. Even while his unsolid dripping hands rake through my hair. His cold breath touches my skin, making it moist and fragile. I'm slowly passing out because I've been holding my breath for almost two minutes. If I
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by mustlove3mos 200 words, 4 comments, on Sep 2 11:07 PM. In Darkness, Depression, Emo, Fantasy, Love, Other, Romance, Umm, Younge adult
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Don't let death touch me,keep it's cold hands away.!AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. anyone hear me please! Don't let me go this way, don't let this happen. I can't think, I can't breathe, and no one can save me now, and I'm to
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