its a shame that i
can't grasp happiness,
such a shame really,
how i can't find find
happiness even when
i know it's out there
somewhere, waiting
for me.
but i guess sometimes
people are made to
suffer, right?
and i think, i think
im one of those people,
as that would make more
sense to my messed up
head and the voices
buried within.
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dark minds [completed]
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