....bRokeN cOrpse....*

A point where you give up....where you realize that you dont know how to stop yourself from going back....am begging for strength from GOD above....i need to get me back in order....

But you keep moving away....when i need you to love me...when i need me to love me i cant...i just need a razor...to make the caligraphy on my hands alittle darker....

I need to write the story...on my hands...on my body....coz i cant speak or cry it out....so i can only cut it into my body and hope its never seen....hope for the best....hope i dont die from a half hearted death wish....

Hope that my misery doesnt overtake the smile...hope that the resolve doesnt crack the already broken seams....

Release

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