"thoughts of life are clouding my view again, it has never been easy to let go so why would I start something real again, fake smiles to get what they won't, empty promises using trust though it's been died for so long, now a days walking on glass so I can maybe feel again, it's been a while since I'v been on my addiction thinking that it's a part of me now, opening up to some stranger wasn't ever my thing, the power around me feeding the empty cold space burning through my veins was a high I crave an additional information to who ever might be reading my words perhaps seeing life in its true form would help a lot, better than panting a dream that would die easily why bother to read why bother to crave why always thinking that there's a bigger plan, I enjoy my carvings oh darling I do why stop when it's all domed"




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