Tomorrow’s another day... Don’t you understand that...? Do you not comprehend the understanding of a new day.... One that might bring new promise... Or more unconscious pain and misery...? Pick yourself up off the ground... Wipe that tear from your eye... For it is time to do more then just break that heart of yours... So much more... Why must you run and seek comfort from those who spit on you as they pass you on the cobble stone streets...? You know I’ll find you one way or another... Gutter trash... Street urchin... Why tell yourself that you’re more then this... Especially when you know that you are not.... ? Look at you... Quivering in the corner like a scared little child running from his mother’s hand and father’s leather belt... I’ll do worse then both of them combined when I’m through with you... Those scars will heal in time... Mine shall never... Why live in self denial when you know you are nothing?Birth sign: Aries
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