Torn to shred in agony
Your words pierced me
This is my
Through one choice made all choice is gone and I
i look into the mirror and I can't see what's
born to die born into the life of a slave
Something picture perfect. Something cracking. Stress facture weeping.
Fading pi
you turned your back on me after i opened so
I'm so fed up with the lies, their unwillingness to
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