I'm breathing but only tainted air. I'm choking on the smog of emotions. I can't see I'm blinded by irrational thoughts. They are blocking my eyes as if they were clouds covering the sun. Making me incapable of viewing the beautiful sun. The clouds are self made and they attack. I'm looking at my self in a mirror and i seems to be shattered. These blinding emotions are all that I live for. Its something more than any horizontal scar can give me. I strive for pain and seem to find it walking through this unfortunate thing called life.
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This prom was inspired by a person I feel in love with but knew I could never have