just another night and lying in my bed i thought it was just another night when the screaming tore apart my soul the thoughts of life sourounded me in dark secrets and my loves were washed away and replaced by hate and i though it was just another night where i would sit and cry but this night was to torture me for all eternity.
Reason for writing:
thinking actually hurts!
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