A choice to be stronger can make you the weakest link in a chain of lies. Crying from hollow eyes. Backs will turn against what you stood for. Nothing here for you to do. Nothing for you to prove. No one to hear out an amorous cry from these silent lips.
Scream. Beg. Plead. Lie through your teeth.
End cycle.










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This glass house is burning down.
You light the match, and I'll stick around.
I'll give you everything you want,
and wish the worst of what I was.
thanks for the awesome art
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imitating life
Thanks !
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What's alive and what is not, To be real comes down to how you feel
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What's alive and what is not, To be real comes down to how you feel