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death beyand controlas i run into the night with the mist overing low and my breath comeing short.the cold night air showes my breath. i run down the long ally way i feel that im losing to much blood and need to get home fast. i hear foot steps behind me. i stop and turns around my vision has become blury so all i see is shadowes...its a man thats all i could make out. he speack but i do not understand him . the traffic behind him zoomes by.but the wound i have is too deep and i am loseing blood fast...but my legs dont work any more. the man comes closer.i go to run away but my world gose black. wdeath beyand control
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| Hi my name Is Kimimaru...my blood type is O i am from Tokyo.. My father os a pain in the ass and my mother is greman... i am one out of 4....and im a goof ball my hobys are pissing off my master and drawing anime and going to the recording studio with my band^^ |
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