Constantly going back to what hurts you is like hitting your head on the same brick wall, over and over again.
How unfair is that? So the world did not choose you and you also did not choose yourself. What agony your body must be in, to be betrayed like this by the one who is supposed to look after it.
-Lydia Banda
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We The Void
PoetryHopefully these vile trenches can be illuminated. Hopefully the deep abyss can turn into paradise. Hopefully.
