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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic


Pain

Submitted: July 02, 2018

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White as night and black as day, listen now I can hear it say, play merrily on the swings for when night comes I soon shall sing, and bring the innocent sinners shall see, being innocent is not so full of glee. She was always nice to me but to my family she was a flea. Sucking , sucking sucking until their was nothing. Life is so unbearable I wish I was untouchable I always fumble, I should really tumble , even when my life is in crumbles. My heart bleeds as if theirs a thousand needles being pushed into it. Their are many reasons why I couldn't be answering the phone. Butt, maybe this time I'm just to numb to hold on. To reach for it and talk to you once more.


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