I've been hurting myself long before i taught myself to cry. To hear the most unfortunate event my eye could catch is the least I want to feel. To the reasons why I kept myself inside is to keep my heart intact, no one will take it from me ever again. Shattered into pieces, now I glue them all together and hide it in my skin.
Drowned into the depth of my soul is the key to unlock my body. Can you even manage to survive the surface? Beat the sharp gaze of my eye and you shall survive another minute.
I am a bitch you used to know as the angel. Dipped into a pitch black sea is my soul. My middle name is now catastrophe, you won't even want to know my name. The breeze of summer is about to be frozen by my breath. As I can't feel warmth anymore, your affection will remain emotionless.
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Back to Hell
Ficção GeralLife... does not anybody know about anything. My life is not happiness. Only fear and darkness awaits. May I send my regards to you by my story.
