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I'LL STRANGLE YOU MORALLY TO DEATH... I, LIKE YOU, LOST MY OWN BREATH, I'LL MAKE A CUT, ON THE ARM, BLOOD FLOWS ON MY FINGERS, BETTER COME AWAY FROM ME, OTHERWISE I'LL BREAK YOUR PSYCHE, I'VE SO MANY SCARS THAT THEY OCCUPY 80% OF MY SKIN, YOU DIE IF YOU SEE THE SHIT THAT I FELT, BRUH... BAGS UNDER THE EYES WEREN'T LONG IN COMING, I AIN'T GIVE ANYONE INFORMATION 'BOUT MY PLANS, LIFE IS SO TRANSPARENT THAT IT SEEMS MEANINGLESS, LIFE IS A SADIST WHO JUST MOCKING, I AIN'T STUCK IN THE DIRT EVERYONE IS ROWIN' IN, I LIVE MY LIFE, BUT I ALSO HAVE ENOUGH OF MY PROBLEMS, BUT I GOT A FEW PRESTIGIOUS TITLES IN MY LIFE... THE DRUGS IN THE DRAWERS, THE DRUGS IN THE DRAWERS, The war is still goin' on with my mind and schizophrenia, I WENT BEYOND THE NORM, I AIN'T SLEEPIN' FOR THE THIRD DAY, I BEGAN TO SUSPECT THAT I WAS SICK FROM THE VERY FIRST DAY WITH INSOMNIA, I suspect somethin' is wrong, The first step to everyday life was the destruction of the psyche, Ain't touch my scars, they are too deep, they will swallow your flesh, Drink without ceasing lin, Ain't even tryna find my cash, YOU'LL REGRET IT... Bitch I'M JUST SO LOST, I'VE LOST FAITH IN EVERYONE, BUT YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW THE REASON FOR THIS, AIN'T DRAW CONCLUSIONS IN ADVANCE, YOU'RE STILL GREEN, ALL THIS ENERGY OF HATRED, I CAN'T KEEP IT IN MYSELF, Demons in the head, I CANNOT FIGHT BACK, This is not sadism, IT IS JUST POWER AN' DOMINANCE, NOTHING PERSONAL, JUST EXCITEMENT, NOTHING PERSONAL, JUST THE RESULT OF ENVIRONMENTAL INFLUENCES, LOOK AT MY BLOODY BRUISES, SON... BETTER GO PRAY, BETTER RUN FROM ME...
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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