In every human heart there is the capacity for tremendous good and unthinkable evil
Every human is faced with a choice
Do I give into my pain and suffering
Or do I keep fighting, hoping for better days
This choice can decide the fate of nations
For the same talents that could bring peace to world can also be used to destroy it
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Perfect Kind of Hell
Poesía'The torture of loving you was addicting You were like a drug that was forever in my veins Your harsh words did nothing but make me crave you more And your cruel hands did nothing but make me want to please you Everyone told me you were hell, an...
