Life might as well just be death. honestly
Tell me of a place where I can be happy
Tell me of a life where I can be happy
Tell me a story where I can be someone else
I’m more than just what you see
its the secretes I hide under my skin
its the madness that’s in my veins
its the maze that is my mind
its the myth that is my soul
its the scars that consume my body
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