better to be dead
Do I really worth it? My skin was made for being cut; My heart was made for being broken; My person was made for being destroyed. And my life was made make it end it. I don't help people or make them feel ok. I'm just a vampire that hurts untill his thirst is gone... I wish I could disappear from everyone's minds. I wish I could end it without regrets, without the height of committing a sin. I better being dead. It was better if I was never born.
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