So call it what you will. Stamp me judge me. Throw me to the wolves sacrifice me. You can still never save me! You can not destroy or remove all wounds all the memories that constantly chase me. You cant turn off shut it down. You can not delete erase. So call it what you will! But there is no heaven no angels no savior who can save me. This is hell and you can see it from hear!
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