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Apr 2015
It's all pouring out of me,
My soul,
****** out by the demons.
They've finally got me.
I've finally surrendered.
It'll be better now,
No?
You'll be happier,
I promise.
:)
It'll be alright.
Haha.

the lies I tell myself cx

I'm not okay (I promise)
By mcr
Creep
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