I’m pissed, but you don’t really seem to care,
about my emotions, build up beneath the surface of my corrupted soul full of high hopes and opportunities of the beginning, middle and end of my life. A life in which you tell me is so unique and so beautiful above and beyond this eerie planet called Earth , a solid yet crumbley place we lay our lives upon, what a terrible place to have grown up in.
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