Hope is decaying..Seeking myself to grasp hope of heaven were hell always lure around my wicked soul
What is your Dreadnought?..all of us have one....a secret lock inside keeping it safe from others to know....dreadful thoughts, dreadful past...tight and lock the way we wanted like a knot...
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