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May 2013
picture this:
its like a robbery but instead of your home
its you.
not material things. Money, gold, and jewels
dont matter.
what they want is your happiness and joy
your life.
they gain hold of you and dont let go until
they win.
you begin to forget what it feels like to feel
your numb
they dont take everything though, one things left
your mind.
its the best weapon they have, you destroy yourself
from inside.
you end up a lost cause
broken.
Written by
Ky
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