In eyes of those who know none of the pain, suffering and sacrifice that it takes for me to keep living and those who are the reason for my scars and engraved words in my hip,
I say, congratulations on making my life a living hell. You kept your promise; your promise to kill the good left in me.
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Just Lost Thoughts
Randomwhen I'm in my own little world lost in my thoughts, I seem to contemplate life and wonder why I'm still here, because I shouldn't be, how did I even get this far? let's take a trip into my thoughts, shall we?
