Stains on the Window Bring Out the Pain on your Face
You know you need help. And you don't seek it. You feel like "Greet Death" by Explosions in the Sky. How that sounds is how you feel inside. Empty, filthy, beat up and beaten down. You look rugged in the worn-out way. You can't feel anyone around you. So detached. Nevermind. You don't care either.
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