Pilka
In Grey

Title I could not think of...There is someone standing on my right... Ah... yes... its my pride. Its always there and ready to support me. Behind me theres someone big. Its bigger than me, thats my ego, Usually laid back and quiet, But may nobody dare to touch it. He has a very bad temper, trust me. But whos on my left now? Im not sure... I feel a presence of two: loneliness and friendship. Sometimes they stand together, Sometimes there is just one of them. Right in front of me there is a wall. My pride and ego seem to have built it. But I feel soTitle I could not think of...
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"Seeing" the UNusual...EVERY DAY
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"Seeing" the UNusual...EVERY DAY
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"Seeing" the UNusual...EVERY DAY
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The butterflies of death were dancing in the darkness, the blood was dripping on the floor, but nobody could save her from the nightmare and Freddy cut her head off.
I appreciate it.
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"Seeing" the UNusual...EVERY DAY
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The butterflies of death were dancing in the darkness, the blood was dripping on the floor, but nobody could save her from the nightmare and Freddy cut her head off.
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"Seeing" the UNusual...EVERY DAY
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The butterflies of death were dancing in the darkness, the blood was dripping on the floor, but nobody could save her from the nightmare and Freddy cut her head off.
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The butterflies of death were dancing in the darkness, the blood was dripping on the floor, but nobody could save her from the nightmare and Freddy cut her head off.
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