Good or bad?
does it matter what they are to me?
I'll keep on taking them,
and I'll keep on saving them.
till my conscious is intact,
till i'm addicted,
I won't stop.
I don't wanna go back to the way that I was.
and I'll do that,
as long as they're filling the void that I feel inside.
I'm tired of being numb,
I hate this emptiness inside of me
I can't anymore keep feeling nothing.
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Silence and Sins
PoetryNone of us are the same. Every mind different, Every body different, Every soul different. but funny isn't it, that yet here we are, Agreeing. Feeling. Knowing. Understanding. Just what those lines mean, written by a single person. because we've...
