where will this mystery end up

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By lost in my own confessions

Gone without word Gone without sight Gone with nothing but a sighlent night you were alone in the woods not knowing of others confused and all alone with your enormous black heart you heard some noise thinkings it was just the wind then the next day u ended up dead guess what happend with nothing said.....

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