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Hate

 I'm afraid of me, and honestly - afraid of living. The ever-lingering feeling of total inability to escape from being alive. Though, I feel no want for ending it, it's just a sad shame for it all to continue. The feeling is tremendously bitter, the soul is ripped apart every night. 

My mind, it seeks solace, I want certain things. It's, hard to live in a confusing time, hard to grow for that matter. But, after all of it has been said and done, continuing is fun.

I'm scared of living - but it's fun. 

tokenmatch tokenmatch 18-21, M 2 Responses Aug 16, 2009

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? why.... HATE

Interesting.....but I agree!