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In the night I sit alone, lifeless to the world I know. Faith loss long ago, in this graveyard I'm calling home. Carved into the stone a diary of broken bones and words I should've known. But thi
Piece by piece I start to recreate what used to be me. A puzzle with a thousand shapes which don't seem to fit. Guess some parts are missing and sides are torn, but eventually, a picture will be
I know you didn't bring me out here to drown. So why am I 10 feet under and upside down? Barely surviving has become my purpose, cause I'm so used to living underneath the surface..