The dead pull the living down.
Pfft, aren__ you optimistic,_ my mouth twists into an ugly grimace as I clench my fists. My throat dries from the rushed breathing as my vision blurs, tears drying, my blood pounds in my ears. __hinking as if this shit storm will ever blow over. Everyone__ got their scars and stories. This is yours.__hough I__l always be haunted, memories always resurface.
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Pfft, aren__ you optimistic,_ my mouth twists into an ugly grimace as I clench my fists. My throat dries from the rushed breathing as my vision blurs, tears drying, my blood pounds in my ears. __hinking as if this shit storm will ever blow over. Everyone__ got their scars and stories. This is yours.__hough I__l always be haunted, memories always resurface.
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