Tainted
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Last published Wed, Mar 1, 2017
When I was younger I was weak. The moment I got older I got even weaker. Day by day I got weaker by the second. To others... I'm strong and powerful. If someone precious was killed right in front of me I wouldn't cry nor react at all. Others call that being strong. I call it being weak. Being in a pit of emptiness. I wish I could feel like others... Pain. I'm so used to pain that it doesn't affect me no longer. The only feeling I have left is the urge to die. I don't care how I die. I just want to escape this hell I've been living in my whole life
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