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This place is Hell The walls made of fire The air is putrid smelling smoke Its slowly suficating me Breaking me down killing me from the inside out This Place is Hell Taking away my freedom Taking away what is me The floor is lava Burning me with every step I take Trying to break my spirit Succeeded I am broken My go lucky attitude disapates **** Now I am just a broken little robot One of their creations
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May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC
Hell
This place is Hell The walls made of fire The air is putrid smelling smoke Its slowly suficating me Breaking me down killing me from the inside out This Place is Hell Taking away my freedom Taking away what is me The floor is lava Burning me with every step I take Trying to break my spirit Succeeded I am broken My go lucky attitude disapates **** Now I am just a broken little robot One of their creations
I HATE WHERE I WORK!!!!!!!! its a freaking leech stealing my spirit & stealing my life.
fenix-Flight
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25/F/American
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC
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