i think i am evil
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Last published Tue, Jul 2, 2019
what have i turned into
who was i before? before madness? before pain? who did i used to be? where did i go?
my heart has broken over and over, is that what made me evil?
i have built iron walls around my heart and mind, nobody is getting in, and nobody is getting out
[my words are all i have, please do not take them from me]
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