I Hate Myself To A Dangerous Degree

Every night, I can feel my leg... And my arm... even my fingers... The body I've lost... the comrades I've lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there. You feel it, too, don't you? I'm gonna make them give back our past!

Why are we still here? Just to suffer?

I cough Ligma while editing this so plz help me through hard times by apreciating my music.
What's Ligma you may ask... Well It's a rare disease where you Ligma Balls.

"You'll never see it coming
You'll see that my mind is too fast for eyes" 

- Random lady from a game no one plays

Duck-a Saurus

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