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Jul 2016
Grip revolvers with your
Own hands, clicking
Triggers with your own fingers.

Putting blame up on the
Whole world. You should know
That you're
Your own sinner.

Your actions get reactions,
All your thoughts are up
To you.

Don't ever blame another
For the **** that
You pursue.

Don't ever speak the
Syllables of my name
With acid tongues.

Don't think that I
Remember anything from
Useless months.

Don't believe the world
Is ugly when you've blinded
Your own eyes.

Don't say you love the
Pain, when all it does is
Make you cry.
For several people lol
Misty Meadows
Written by
Misty Meadows  21/F/Pennsylvania
(21/F/Pennsylvania)   
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