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Sometimes I dream I never existed. That I was just an echo, an essence. Life was not meant for me. I feel alone in the shadows, forever a dark cloud above me. Will it always rain acid? Does it even matter anyway? When it burns my skin I can't feel it anymore.
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 9:34 AM UTC
Acid rain
Sometimes I dream I never existed. That I was just an echo, an essence. Life was not meant for me. I feel alone in the shadows, forever a dark cloud above me. Will it always rain acid? Does it even matter anyway? When it burns my skin I can't feel it anymore.
sarahgrace-abbott
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 9:34 AM UTC
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