Sometimes I like to picture myself watching a sunset, or maybe even dancing in the rain. I think the only reason I do that is because my reality is nothing beautiful to look at, nor is it anything to embrace with joy. I live every moment wishing the air filling my lungs would one day fade into forgotten dust.
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What's this I feel? Scared, pain, anger, and just a hint of emptiness. There are too many thoughts, and too many feelings, I just need it to stop. Please. What do I have to do for it to stop? Let me go so I can sleep, let me loose from the hands of torture, and then maybe this lifeless soul trapped in a cold body can fade into forgotten dust as intended.
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- - Don't leave me by myself, if you do; I'm sorry for the heinous acts you'll see done to me.
