if you could look inside of my life with my eyes would me pity ? seeing my constant anger,pain and torture hibernating inside of me,my demons underneath my skin eating me alive like thousand spike and thorns riping my heart out .my soul on a never ending battle ,graveyard of unheard voices and tombstone of dreams engraved with my name on top.The scars and bruises hanged on my body as trophies are a proof of the intrapersonal war where you are both the victim and the winner
©tonyblair
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