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When you want to feel, even pain eludes you. When you want to cry, but tears fail you. When you're all alone even when you're not. And "you" feels like all you've got.  
What ticks me off are many things I would say But why show others the anger I have anyways? I could go off on everyone for the most littlest things But I choose not to, for my reputation reins.
A few weeks ago I walked into an abandoned house in my cul-de-sac, It was new yet rotten, tagged and trashed, violated mutilated desecrated dead, dying and forgotten… This wasteland of a property,… is a magic location, a haunted plantation, haunte
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