Broken again!
I don't live in the present I live in the past
There is no beginning, no end
It is a dark path without light
So wherever I go wherever I run!
I will never be able to escape
The curse of being me!
Look behind my autistic problematic Then maybe you will see the real me !!
Who is that staring at me Blood red eyes a soulless smile so familiar!! So twisted and tormented I see the fear, the scars, the smell of dec...
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