Words I Owe To Him
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Ongoing6m
Last published Mon, Nov 14, 2016
Him.
If it weren't for him.
It pains me to give him credit, but he deserves it. For all that utter chaos in my mind. The inspiration for my words. The emotions that I spilled out. Everything. I owe my words to him. And I present them to the world.
That is my revenge.
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