Dissolved mind

Dissolved mind

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If you kept a mask on for your whole life...who are you really? If you only act the way people would love you to. When you lost yourself a long time ago. What is left? besides insanity? Why do i have to keep this mask? It's his fault, his! I should've ended this a while ago. Wouldn't there be him and this for god sake calming blue eyes... Like a slowly ripped off bandaid crawls the pain back into Damian's mind. His heart shattered and filled with tears, but his mind screams for revenge. A road that is covered in blood and tears instead of rose petals.
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