~one day
I'm not cold I'm empty but nobody gets me,they blame me again and again and again.if they really loved me weren't they suppose to understand me, to hear me out for the things that have been hurdling my breath for so long...? Weren't they suppose to stand by my side when I was longing for a shoulder to cry..? All I need was thein support and All I get was the coldness. Frost-bitten by their coldness,the poison running through my veins.Deep inside it's burning my soul but nobody knows.Those pains will engrave with me one day and no one will know..... An unheard tale that messed up the 80yrs of my life will be dumped unheard
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