Everywhere you look, you see ghosts of the past, reminders of happier times now tainted by regret A fish-shaped entity looms over you, a constant presence that whispers doubts and fears into your ears. You try to ignore it, to push it away, but it's no use “So, the liar returns to the scene of the crime.” Its voice echoes through the empty streets, a cacophony of mockery and disdain. “Are you truly ready to face your lies? or will you continue to wallow in your pathetic denial?…”
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2Kiante Bishop
17/07/2025
Titanium-F1ame_26
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17/07/2025