I Write Morbid Storys

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    He locks her away from everything and everyone. Write you must write till your fingers are raw, till there is nothing left. The pain, why won't it stop, Why can't she just stop. Just run away, so scared. She hears him coming, his pounding footsteps. Noooooo, she shrieks, not...
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    Jul 20, 2010
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