"Broken, buried, beyond repair. Catapulted into nothingness. I drink myself into oblivion. I smoke until I choke. When I look in the mirror I see nothing. No reflection of myself. Just a piece of glass with some metal behind it. Birds fly away from me. The wind blows towards me. Deep, sheltered, calculating. Oh the games people play. "Out flew the ( Read more... )

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