My mother told me That I wasn't meant to be My father took me But he didn't care about me My brother left me And it broke me It was killing words to hear And all I feel is fear. My mother asked me Why I was always angry it was because of her But I didn't...
Lire la suiteI'm a sponge of personalities. I'm everything and everybody. I'm nothing and nobody. I'm the all and the nothingness. I'm the light and the dark. I wish I could draw, play music or sing but I can't. I just can write but my words are mutes. No one to read...
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