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Her eyes i see as i close my mind, opening my soul for her to bind. The riddler comes to me to ask: Do you have to hide behind your mask?

i am not the same i used to be and now i feel painfully free. How to forget all the rain just to recall the infernal pain. People change, i know they do, yet i can`t change my point of view. No answer to all guestions asked, so pack your bags and finish the task... (... and die.)