Sympathy
You can never Fathom my dreams For they are in A world created By my mind. The horrors I have lived Were mine alone So you can’t understand Why I cannot just “Get over it.” The pain from blows Lingers in my cells And still stings. But yes, you are sure I will be fine And all will be better. You never lived this, So what the fuck do you know?
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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...
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