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i spoke to the devil in miami
i shot an angel with my father's rifle
, i should have set it free ,
but i let it bleed
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he said everything would be fine
indie horror oc.
deep web themed.
there
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be triggering subjects. made by lo.
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* ♦ / β β βΉ I USED TO HAVE EYES THE COLOR OF THE SKY —– NOW I CAN SEE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT ! β½ aesthetic Λ βΎ
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why
EMORY