Revenge, Pain & Blood

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and I saw his hand come close to my face. "I told you,

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thought were just for me were

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if it were nothing. All because he wanted to get me out

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minded him of this night. As I reminded him that he killed...

ls dug into the ground, my bones seemed to

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urses in Italian being uttered almost inhumanly, I felt my b

voice seemed to COMMAND, "You