A Shadow
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Complete Tue, Aug 14, 2018<5 mins
We are but shadows of our selves the leftover of what we're once before our very souls gave into temptations of depression. The very thought of worthlessness or the impression in which we are referred as. We pretend these things are nothing we walk and talk and pretend to be happy only to know it's nothing but a lie. We ponder over fear of being good enough. everyday I must battle within myself to see what's the point in living when only negatively is what I see day in and day out never knowing why I have to fight when it's pointless at times. we debate with life never know what's what until the end of our days
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