Current Mood: SPLIT

the other half is talking now...................................

---[I always taste the blood. I always feel the metal now. My mouth is dry... it'll never be the same, I believe... Just keep drinking the dirt and eating the air... the sky is red... it'll all be ok when the knife comes down. ]---

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