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I won't be a slave anymore!

Even if it means...

I have to die.

I won't deal with it anymore.

I can't and I won't.

I'm stained with it all.

Pain and betrayal.

Tears that mark my face.

Judgement and fear.

Completely taken over.

Won't deal with it anymore.

Even if I have to die to destroy the demons inside.

I'll be fine.

So don't cry, dear.

Even though tears fall.

I feel nothing...

No, nothing at all.

Hello guys, sorry for dying on y'all. Life isn't getting any better and I just don't feel like writing that much anymore. But I'll try...People probably don't care that much though. See ya!

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