selfawarness
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Listen little children to this story there aren't many rules to life but there's a couple you must carry. But before I begin hold dear to your heart for the very ones around you might stop your beat but just know your story will be complete.
no knife to my chest no slit to my wrists
yes life is a bitch but i still put up with all of life's bullshit
it may push me to the side, stomp on me
make me cry.
rip me off the wall then laugh at it all, like a
