innerstuggle
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The emotions ruining though my head are empty and deprived of every little breath of oxygen.
Like a prisoner trapped within a frozen den.
With the emptiness consuming my soul, predicting the very out come of my life.
From start to finish I fucked it all up
I rose from the bottom just to be shot down at the top
Got conceived by my own selfish pride and foolish mistakes,
Only to realize I've made my mark,
