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Knock, knock. |
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I didn't know it would be this easy. I guess I foolishly thought I was special. at least now I know, exactly how replaceable I am. |
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Fly away, my broken angel. if you return, I shall be saved. |
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Greatness is born through tragedy, through those darkest hours. Never lose hope. |
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Nights are the worst. its when my walls crack and the bad seeps in. nights are definantly the worst. |