Eyeliner and cigarettes

Eyeliner and cigarettes

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I survived, I lived through it all and each time I reminisced, I believed in a start for myself. But the shadows of my past haunt me, they come in flashes and I wonder if there is a start for me at all.
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I never thought it would end like this. I always thought I had a home. I always thought I had a family, but as it turns out, my past is darker than the lies they told me and the truth they kept from me.

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