A day to change
Another night gone by a blackout, vision blurred, sun blinding, and a scorching pain in my head is what i have to look forword to in the mornings to come. phycical pain added to my emotional pain i have to change. Today is a day to change who i am and what i am because what i am is society's home made monster.
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