In reality I'm alive,trying hard to fake a smile with so much pain trapped inside which weakens my heart and mind walking a narrow line wiping memories from my swallen eyes wondering why sadness remains dry in the wettest of seasons, as time flies searching empty deep inside wanting to reveal the strength that I've gained, strolling down memory lane "an unfamiliar ghost"ripped from it's frame." I'm a stranger" among the rest who has a tail to confess "written in love and happiness " I'm inked away and depress loving things which doesn't light your interest to love me in this world or the next...
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