Damaged people love you like a crime scene before a crime has been committed.
They keep their running shoes besides their soul every night, one eye open in case things change whilst they sleep.
Their backs are always tense as though waiting to fight a sudden storm that might engulf them.
Because damaged people have already seen hell.
And damaged people understand that every evil demon that exist down there was once a kind angel before it fell.
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The Unwanted Feelings
ПоэзияIt's about human emotions and thoughts that comes to mind. A place to express ones feelings in words. Warning: may contain depressing things
