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I am a pit You left me an emotionless object All my life Is gone All my confidence Is gone All of my will Gone My reason to smile at little things The constant subconscious beaming The sweet smelling secrets ****** out of me With a vengeful heartless twist Of the sharpest dagger of all The words that I swore Would never be formed from your lips That once loved me so tenderly Or so I thought I find myself driving at night Fighting a war But then I realize I'm a pit
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
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I am a pit You left me an emotionless object All my life Is gone All my confidence Is gone All of my will Gone My reason to smile at little things The constant subconscious beaming The sweet smelling secrets ****** out of me With a vengeful heartless twist Of the sharpest dagger of all The words that I swore Would never be formed from your lips That once loved me so tenderly Or so I thought I find myself driving at night Fighting a war But then I realize I'm a pit
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
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