that night...
this night was the worst I was in pain it was definitely a curse but I wasn't cut or bleeding I was just feeling but wasn't joy or fear it was sadness, a story told in each tear each task suddenly felt so much harder my body was trembling like as if I was a wobbly ladder So it would be over soon mabye next June, I'll pure the pills that has caused many kills
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