Thursday, September 19, 2013
What's dead, there is no way to revive it
What's gone, there is no way to get it back
I'm living, yet I'm dead
I'm sad, yet I'm happy
From family to strangers.
From everything to nothing

Just stop it

but

there is no way to stop it.

I' cold.
Sorry I'm dead in the inside
It hurts to care
It's painful to think
I'm sorry, yet I'm not

But, I'm sorry.

I'm no longer me

I've became a monster
I'm protecting myself too much. (I need to)

Sorry



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