Hitting myself burning myself.
My soul is torn and wounded.
There is no joy, no longing
Just emptiness and loneliness.
I don't want to live, I don't want to die.
Don't want to feel, I don't want to think.
I just want to be free from everything
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RIght now!
What the hell !
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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