Life
in the depths of despair all I want is for people to care. Care about my feelings and the repairs. The repairs of a broken heart and soul that used to be worth gold,but now is just worth a fold. Folds of hate and uneasiness. For me it might just be the easiest to distance myself from this toxic world or maybe I might just cut the cord. The cord to my life because it couldn't get any shorter..
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