Finished Folds (1—5)
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5Heal me! thrill me! Kill me! but Keep me coming back for more! Shine a light into my heart. Thrn bring me back to life with your radiant spark!
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5As the brilliant morning sun adds specks of gold to my eyes I speak. The thought that becomes sound somehow becomes reality. Serenity overwhelms, these gold specked eyes are bliss.
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4The dim lights in the room makes everything feel slightly more tragic. I'm secretly hoping things aren't really as bad as they seem. Honesty is best but often times the truth hurts
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3Drone type of vigilante. A guy who pretends to be brainwashed while watching your inadequacies and plotting your eminent death! Muwhahaha! >:)
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1Was a closed entrance to an open world, freedom that know one understood. For this door was the exit from the matrix and the entrance into reality. Goodbye bliss, you are ignorance