Samstag, 3. April 2010
Blood Hand.
I am your protector, however, I believe that I have fulfilled my task not properly. Since your blood sticks to my hands. I see your eyes, however, no shine is more in them. Your trust did not count to me separate to the ruler of the thoughts. And now this trust caused your death. Who carries guilt for it, is no matter. Since we will hear you never again laugh. And this brings the setting to the world.
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