well i looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chest, said do your best, destroy me. you see, i've been to hell and back so many times, i must admit you kind of bore me.
i walk on down the hill, through grass, grown tall and brown and still its hard somehow to let go of my pain.
I thought that i could retreat into books again. I forgot that when i start to read seriously i go through way more books than i can afford to keep up with
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