T.G.
I am made of metal, bleed silver will not stop till I feel Satisfied , the first and the last. Death is searched but never found, sleepless and prepared is how I am. My happineess is eternal my kindness abundent. my destination has yet to be reached my soul uneasy my emotions burned to ashes my patience not breathing. My heart not beating all morals are seeping through the cages of my mind. my hate growing past my control dreams of blood overflow.
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