I've given up on you
and the sick things you do
that destroy the very parts
of me that still felt alive inside.
Why could I have not been stronger?
Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 10:57 PM UTC
I've given up on you
and the sick things you do
that destroy the very parts
of me that still felt alive inside.
Why could I have not been stronger?
maybe i'm in a rut.
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