all the pain i have endured gave me scars only i can see. allt he memories i hold left me with scabs on my brain. all the times i have hurt bursts another hole in my heart. all the times i breathe in fire my lungs shrink smaller and smaller all this which surrounds me is slowly killing me. all that makes me whole is breaking away piece by piece. all that i am is anything but pure.Birth sign: Taurus
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