My window
These lines I write, these windows to my soul,
These words - another excuse, to fill the hole,
The hole that exists inside of me,
made by betrayal, loneliness & insanity.
These lines I write, these windows to my soul,
These words - another excuse, to fill the hole,
The hole that exists inside of me,
made by betrayal, loneliness & insanity.
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