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Sep 2014
you are the
reason.

why i want to
take a bullet
to the head.

and have people
step on my *******
bruised
and bloodied
corpse.

you are the
reason.

why i wake up
in the middle
of the night,
a nightmare
that i cannot
let go of.

you are the
reason.

why i believe
that there is
no such thing
as angels.
hiel
Written by
hiel
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