Broken *ON HOLD*
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Last published Tue, Feb 3, 2015
My world is dark.
But I learned to love the dark.
I learned to put up walls.
I've been hurt so many times that it became tired some.
Sometimes I wish I can just float away into the abyss of nothingness.
Other days I just want to end it all.
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