This Is War
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  • Reads 114,300
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  • Parts 26
  • Time 4h 45m
Complete, First published May 20, 2018
"A warning to the people 
The Good and The Evil 
This is WAR
To the Soldier 
The Civilian 
The Martyr
The Victim
It's the moment of Truth and Lies 
The moment to Live and Die 
The moment to FIGHT?" 

The things you said to me, that this will keep me safe if I just listened. They were all just lies from the start. All of them. 

Do you know how it feels like to be stabbed in the back.
Of course you don't. 
Why bother asking? 
Being stabbed repeatedly and then being asked if you're okay? Blood running down your back, then being stabbed again after being asked that question?

That's all you can do
I trusted you,
I protected you,
I almost gave up my life for you! 
This is all you can do,
Just use me like you always do. 

NOT ANYMORE

I've learned a few new TRICKS
Are you proud of me? 
I hope you are. 

You're the reason why I blocked out all emotions from the world. The reason you think I'm still happy when I'm not. The reason why I'm here. 

You don't remember him don't you? 
He's still apart of me, but not you.  

You MADE me like!

That's was so much fun. 
Making sure I was always ripped apart while you're stood in one piece. 

The promises you've broken,
The judgement no one bothered to tell you,
The so called friends you have. 

It's all over now.I've covered for you long enough, all those years ago when I was still sane. 

I'll pretend to be happy for you, I'll pretend to be your good old pal. 
Oh I will.

I'll just show you all those pretty little white lies that you LOVE so much. I'll sprinkle them on top of you, I'll show you how much pain you've caused me. 

I'll bring them all back!

Of course I'll be in your shadows, I'm always in there. Being mistreated and abused for you, of course! I'll make sure to add in some cuts and bruises for ya. 

I'll be your fucking shadow alright, I'll be it and make sure you fly close to the sun. 

You're afriad of the dark. 
You shouldn't be sweetie. 
You shouldn't be afraid of the dark, 
You should be afriad what's in it.
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