Story: Forever
You know me or you don’t, but I suggest you stay the hell out of my life. I was born and raised like a slave, a prototype of something. And I don’t even know what I am. What I do know is that I don’t need anything or anyone, and that there is no way you can kill me. None found for over a thousand years ether. So stay away from me ‘cause I simply don’t want to know you. You don’t know me and you don’t know anything of my world. So let’s keep it that way.
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| Titel Nieuwste eerst | Woorden | Gelezen | Aangepast | 1. My world, my life | 1854 | 236 | 1 decennium geleden | 2. They don’t know | 1861 | 239 | 1 decennium geleden | 3. They want me | 1916 | 195 | 1 decennium geleden | 4. The death of me | 1705 | 231 | 1 decennium geleden | 5. More like me | 1705 | 158 | 1 decennium geleden | 6. Them or you | 1601 | 169 | 1 decennium geleden |
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