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i cant fill the void, i cant pick up the pieces they have been destroyed. the world is cruel, my glass is half full, of ***** trying to dround out all of the worlds negativity. the demons screaming inside of me. i am cynical, and mental, i have been abused. i think i'm paranoid, i am so damaged, restless, reckless and confused. i have become completly mad, i live alone, broken i rant and roam, this darkness is the only light i've ever really had.
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 4:57 PM UTC
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i cant fill the void, i cant pick up the pieces they have been destroyed. the world is cruel, my glass is half full, of ***** trying to dround out all of the worlds negativity. the demons screaming inside of me. i am cynical, and mental, i have been abused. i think i'm paranoid, i am so damaged, restless, reckless and confused. i have become completly mad, i live alone, broken i rant and roam, this darkness is the only light i've ever really had.
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Nov 5, 2014 at 4:57 PM UTC
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