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ALONE

LECTURES 244
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Chapitres 7
Durée 20m

LECTURES 244
Votes 24
Chapitres 7
Durée 20m

abuse love murder selfharm teen teenfiction

I taught life was easy when I had people I could lean on. I taught I could always be a priority, until everything was taken away and I was left for dead ALONE. 
When I get depressed,
                                       i hurt myself.
When I hurt myself,
                                   i feel pain.
When I feel pain, 
                              i cry.
When I cry, 
                    I realize I'm all ALONE.
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Trigger warning!!!
Self harm, rape, language.Tous Droits Réservés

abuse love murder selfharm teen teenfiction

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She was the angel and I was the devil. I knew better than to fall for a good girl like her but something about her lured me hard. Maybe because she was hard to get or the only one who was better than me in my own game. I would be the one breaking hearts but I guess tables turn. Her love was torture for me but a torture I enjoyed. She had wings no one can see but I saw. I had all the bad habits and did all kinds of mistakes and everybody witness excpet she uncovered a side of me I learned to keep hiding. When I thought that love was empty she showed me that is was special. She was my angel and I was her devil. Her love taught me that everyone gets hurt and everyone feels pain. Even people with careless attitudes cry somedays. Her love gave me what life took. Her love hurt me more than life ever could. Because of her I now know that even the Devil May Cry