The armour has cracked
why is it that every time i get a foothold on something, it'll slip and fall back into the muck?
I'm surrounded by derelicts, they search me out, they hunt me. they find me and try to kill me.
This armour is going to shatter to pieces. just like you and i.
5 more days. and this, no more.
5 more days. and this, no more.


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