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Something i wrote back then....
Im livin in a hell only with a cold smell i see.my own feelings killing the spirit in me,theoritically contreversing all around me,cause i only
hear the cold shimmiring of the life. Just trying to remenise my old O'blessed days when i had no heart for death,but after then i got the
curse and it hurts,tryin to change my place in the tragedy,all i get a fake smile,so should i fake my own death ? or to make the survival
my own strategy ? or should i get a gun for this shitters ?Trusted people who gave me their backs while i was dieing and no one knew
how it was to be in this tragedy of grief and horrible pain.all this pressure is heavy on my mind wondering how much i would live
though i need to die as i need my nicotene daily.wondering how could i hide my tear when all i need is a time to kill you.Ive tried to change
but no changes are acting right.was thinkin of having pleasure through sinning,at least it gets me off my mood mostly always.
Im livin in a hell only with a cold smell i see.my own feelings killing the spirit in me,theoritically contreversing all around me,cause i only
hear the cold shimmiring of the life. Just trying to remenise my old O'blessed days when i had no heart for death,but after then i got the
curse and it hurts,tryin to change my place in the tragedy,all i get a fake smile,so should i fake my own death ? or to make the survival
my own strategy ? or should i get a gun for this shitters ?Trusted people who gave me their backs while i was dieing and no one knew
how it was to be in this tragedy of grief and horrible pain.all this pressure is heavy on my mind wondering how much i would live
though i need to die as i need my nicotene daily.wondering how could i hide my tear when all i need is a time to kill you.Ive tried to change
but no changes are acting right.was thinkin of having pleasure through sinning,at least it gets me off my mood mostly always.
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