The ache of a undesired solitude eats away at the realization that nothing is what is hoped. Attempts are made to change a reality that was forged in pain and misery, feelings that have left a constant dark memory. A heart created in the hands of a masochist , who can’t be more passionate and now nothing happens by accident. Living a predetermined existence, forgetting what is relevant, destruction is eminent when you have a soul of a skeleton.
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