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...sgusting shell of an existance. The fraility of youth has been torn away from me, stripped clean and spat upon. Does she ever think about me, when she's in someone elses arms? Does he even care for her as I did? Love no longer has any power over me. I believed in it, only twice, and both times lady love stuck a knife through my heart. My very soul bled. Love is like a necktie of doubt. The further you get involved, the more it causes a stranglehold on your very being. One day, its grip will be so tight you will suffocate, drown in your own self. Love is dead, like this hellish place in which i'm stuck. There's no way out!! The body is stuck, the mind wanders on to greater things. More heartbreaks and hell awaits me, but no one can ever replace that one ghost in the fog, in my nightmares, her eyes still glaring, piercing my very essence. The second a child loses their innocence is the second they realize they have become the people their parents have warned them about. Disgusting...
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