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4,600 Insignificant Deaths

by HospitalForSouls

Your words are knives And I have no more Smiles to cover the Scars. Hollow eyes stare Ahead at a crippled Future. Veins full with the Poison of self-hatred Pump to your Heart. A life wasted on The horrors of the world. A test subject born To lose. Added to the number Of how many Have failed. An insignificant death. 4,600
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Jun 26, 2015
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