there is a little voice inside us....
that tells us to kill
i do what it says
i cut myself and i kill when i need to kill i have dead bodies in my closet
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I've been down this darkened road many times through my life Kayla my lovely, your days slowing to a painful stop, visions that plague and scratch at your crying soul...demons that take away your ability to feel anything else but pain...Happiness stolen by voices that pick away at your heart..throwing your life on the floor for you to watch crawling around begging to stand and walk....It's a horrible thing to face....but with faith in your heart...you can beat them...but only if you face them...................great penning my lovely 10
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I've been down this darkened road many times through my life Kayla my lovely, your days slowing to a painful stop, visions that plague and scratch at your crying soul...demons that take away your ability to feel anything else but pain...Happiness stolen by voices that pick away at your heart..throwing your life on the floor for you to watch crawling around begging to stand and walk....It's a horrible thing to face....but with faith in your heart...you can beat them...but only if you face them...................great penning my lovely 10