Alone With You
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Do you ever get that feeling? Like you just wanna die of lonileness and you're depressed most of the time. You don't let anyone in, not even your own brother? Yep, thats me. The only person I was ever close with was my mom. But she died from the vampire attack. Yeah, wheres my dad? I stopped asking myself that question a long time ago.
How do you think I look? Blonde or brown hair with glasses covering some big green eyes? Skinny for one minute then fat the next? Braces on then off the next second? No. Look again. Deeper. This pretty face has never let anyone in, afraid that they are gonna slowly and painfully walk out my life leaving nothing but damage left. They leave me to pick up all the broken peices and try putting them back together as if nothing happened—As if I don't have the glass stuck deep in my soft and sensetive skin.
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