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Cheaters always win



Unable to watch myself
reflection shatters.
Breaking bonds of regrets
I let hatred wash over me.

Without realizing futility
Self-control tries to stay afloat
like a drowning man,
clinging to a piece of wood.

Awakened by tingling pain
I walk away,
living behind a crimson trail.




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Publicerad 2012-01-24 22:27



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