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This clock-hand will never stop. it ticks with piercing sounds that engrave my tomorrow. if I run from the truth now, If I lose to reality now, what will remain? These wounds will never go away. They will tell tales of my cries of agony. Even if I’m released from my fate now, even if existence is destroyed now, I will walk on my path. It’s now or never. |
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“When humans have power, they use it harshly.”
— Enma Kozato (via murdered-hope)
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Whenever someone follows me:
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