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I suppose it was easier to pretend I didn’t exist than it was to exorcise my demons.

T.L. Martin

Heartache is my constant companion, and we’re perfect for one another. Two co-dependent peas in a pod. My past and my future.
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Company Each Other Future Heart Broken Myself Past Perfection
Really see me. Then I remember who I am, and that no one wants to see the parts of me I try so hard to hide. It’s a plain fact, not something I pity.
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Fact Hard Hide Myself Remember See Try
His eyes close, and he draws a long breath. When they open again, they’re colder than ever. “And that’s where you’d be disappointed, Lou. There is no good to be found in Death.
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Cold Death Disappoint Draw Eyes Goodness Myself Open
I may be unhinged, but I’m constantly working to channel my urges. It never stops, the self-restraint, the need for more.
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Channel Myself Need Urge Work
There’s nothing more dishonest than words.
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Honesty Word
A mouse trying hard to come off as a lion.
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Animal Appearance Fake Hard Pretend
Embrace the glorious mess that you are.
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Embrace Glory Mess Self Love Yourself
Hatred’s the fuel that keeps me alive.
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Alive Hate Myself
I desire very little, but the things I do consume me.
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Consumption Desire Myself
He’s just as fucked up as the rest of us. Some of us just wear our creep on our sleeves.
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Appearance Hard Time Ourselves Struggle
Pushing out a breath, I lean against the wall and slide to the floor. I sit beside her for as long as it takes. Listening until her sobs fade and the shower turns on.
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Breathe Fade Floor Herself Listening Shower
She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.
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Best Fire Hell Myself Scars Stunning
Today, I painted with blood.
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Art Blood Myself One Liner Paint
Do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.
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Chapter Judgement Story Walk Yourself
I felt it. I heard the snap of my heart tearing in half. It wasn’t a messy, dirty rip like I’d expected, but a smooth, clean line that knew just where to break to hurt me the most.
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Break Cleaning Feeling Heart Heart Broken Hurt Myself
Darkness watches me from every angle. My only friend. From its own place within the silence, it speaks to me in a strange way.
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Angle Darkness Friendship Myself Place Silence Strange Talk

I suppose it was easier to pretend I didn’t exist than it was to exorcise my demons.

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