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A Corrupted Heart
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Continúa, Has publicado jun 26, 2016
I didn't know what I did. I didn't think of the consequences. I didn't act rationally. There were too many holes in my mind. I was too lonely and naive to understand. Didn't. Didn't. Didn't. That was the word of regret in my mind. I didn't know what I was getting into.

I felt guilty. I felt like I was using people. It felt so good, the new feeling going through me. But I knew it was wrong. 

So, why did I do it? Why did I not chose the other option?

Because the new feeling. It made me feel confident, strong, demanding and not useless. A whole new person from the last day, month, year. It makes me feel strong. It makes me feel like nothing can stop me. This feeling...... Strength. I felt unstoppable. Nothing would stop me, nothing can stop me. 

Yet I felt guilty, unsure, and uncertain. 

It was either be the killer or be the killed.

And it was my choice that got me into this mess.

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