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The Fear

I awaken from despair. I want to scream out for help yet I am so speechless. Is this my destiny? Am I always gonna be afraid of your dark shadow? Am I just your little play toy that you can throw away when you get bored of me. Why do you like making me cry, why do you enjoy my pain why why why what did I do for you to hurt me so much why oh why :'(

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