a dark side to express the love of self damage (Remove filter)
Possessed love for Demons
Everyday gets harder, and my heart feels even darker
Nothing can compare to this kind of pain, so thank God my tears don’t stain
If they did people would know, trying to mask the pain that doesn’t show
The days i feel possessed, i try and peal it away; get undressed
You don’t know this kind of pain, until your life pours down like rain
Then comes the feeling of paralyzing fear that ...
Thursday 15th March 2018 12:27 am
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