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When will we stop being the ignorant people we are and grow to love all people?

Did you even bother to check up on me when I left?

I get that I’m more fortunate than many, but does that make my problems any less important?

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Why is it that my bed offers me more security than any actual person ever can?

My mind clears, my eyes tear, my heart fears, and my wall hears.

The darkness gnaws at my insides until there’s nothing but a vacant space of where my heart used to be

My head might not stand so high, but my middle finger stands higher

My life proves you, my soul consumes you, my mind controls you.

The darkness will sway you before he overcomes you, for he is a sinner more wicked than satan himself.