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Ongoing, First published Jul 21, 2014
The world is flawed just like you and me, I'm not trying to change it and neither should you. Im just a girl in this cold world numb from loss tattered by pain. I keep to myself and my pillow. We live in an ocean of sorrow all notice it but most deny and fool them selves claiming that the fault was in our stars or that it wasn't meant to be, in then end we all have that one part of us that knows the fault was within ourselves, but society shreds that sliver of dignity and truth to fill our lives with lies and long term illusions keeping us focused on irrelevant crap, that will never improve. I want to make this crystal clear I don't care if you like this I'm not writing this for reads I'm writing it because the tragic truth has a right to be written whether its read recognized respected or whatever doesn't matter it deserves to be stated.All Rights Reserved
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