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XV
Days pass by without me realizing what's actually going on. I am nothing but a mere spectator, watching somebody else's life unroll in front of my eyes. I am trapped in a shell - a shell made of my deepest fear.
It's amazing what fear can do to a person; it has led me to kill and now to stop living my life and just become a fragment of what I used to be, waiting for something to happen.
Waiting for police to lock me up and accuse me of murder and to make me spend
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