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May 2018
It's funny
It's so easy to tell myself
Words don't matter
What they say can't hurt you

But you can say whatever you want
Nothing really matters when all you are is a facade
Just an emotionless wall on the outside
Slowly rotting away on the inside

Their words are my own now
Echoes of the emotions trapped within the void inside me
Unable to escape
Trapped in the black hole that is me
Ariadne
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Ariadne  27/Androgyne/Earth
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