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i cried myself to sleep in the bathroom beneath the the tile i stood for days until i noticed that my own morality was my cage i owe you a piece of myself no one go's where the shadows engulf and the judges incarecerate my sins in the shameful end i will give in your morals aren't worth living
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brenten-hargrove
Japanese
Published
Mar 15, 2012
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