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I was lied to when
I was told life was fair, and that someone would always be there,
I hated myself more than anyone else.
I was so unhappy with the cards
I was dealt .
When I was a child, my castle was my home, now
I walk down empty streets, memories and me alone, its easier to burn a bridge that to cross it, to slip, give in, give up , move on, and try to forget... mores been said in silence than could ever be spoken in words, secrets shared, and promises kept, and feelings that will never be cured...