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A Tale of Letting Go

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When you lay awake at night what do you think about? People make it seem like a magical time, the night. But all I see is darkness, and it's creeping up on me and eating away at my very being.

What do you see in the darkness?



This is a true story, but closer to my true thoughts. It's all about whenever I'm "upset" I begin to write, so I decided to publish, hoping people will read and either see they're not the only people with they're head kicked in by their own mother. 


Anyone I mention, such as bands, TV shows, and quotes- the Copy Right goes straight to the owner, and anything else that is purely my mind is mine.

Please do not read if you can't handle:

Suicide
Gay
Murder
Ill Feelings
etc.All Rights Reserved

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