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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.
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 1:21 AM UTC
Thieves
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.
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 1:21 AM UTC
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