Disturbed Thoughts
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Ongoing11m
Last published Sun, Jan 15, 2017
I am a human being like no other, yet with a pinch of imperfection, a teaspoon of guilt, and a ocean of salted tears. Often called worthless and cursed to be six feet under. Living in the island of the forgotten lost, I'll tell you my disturbed thoughts of whom no one cares to know and will never care.
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