You...again
I try to close my eyes till I dream of home because everytime I awake these thoughts wont leave me alone, my heart has finnaly turned to stone because I've lost basically everything known with the exceptions of myself. Still running from death but held in contempt like im being sentenced to a cell. but you cant tell because your not here to help. So I've embraced the feeling of being empty and lonly my mind has created illusions and stories of emotions that were never real.
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