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Apr 2015
I no longer feel the need to care.
Blood.
Scattered everywhere.
"What happened?"
"Why am I here."
These feelings driving me insane.
After all I'm always the one to blame.
I wonder what happened here.
Looking around I freeze in place.
My body..
My brain scattered over the drapes.
My so called escape.
Trapped.
No emotion.
I feel numb.
I should've thought twice before I held that gun.
Written by
Ravenlimit
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