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Midnight thoughts


The voices I hear are ones I cherish so much

while they say the worst

they slice through the soft fluff of my mind like arrow through doe

why bloodyness

No kindness

no exceptance 

only rejection

fear of losing cause to belief of lies

how craz’ of a world where the most beautiful lugubrious

are really the most cunnful.

you don’t care,

then why tiptoe to snoop?

why

why 

why?

just admit.

believe.

know.

learn.

you know what,

but convincing yourself into insanity,

like two different faces.

like two different worlds.

I’d say you want to believe truth but

obviously 

you are the one switching.

just stop.

STOP!

i am done.

i hate it.

why fake? 

Everything and future was stolen the moment eyes were locked.

YOU did this!

it’s your fault.

YOU wanted this.

now who do you think I’ll end up with?

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