The last thing I hold to my heart has been taken from me. I have no reason to live my life holds no meaning I have nothing to love or hold. I have nothing to live for. I'm scared that I'm starting to think of death and it's making me smile. I think this might be the end. If you don't hear from me tomorrow then you wont ever here from me again. Cause I'll be dead.
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The hard truth.
PuisiJust the hard truth no one wants to admit. But I admit the truth and tell you the truth flat out no lying.
