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Disappear of Innocents

I feel out of place where my heart is high in the sky however my mind is low as the ground. I can't see what in front of me through this world that there's nothing looking back at me. I am outsider looking inside the mysterious box that they call life. I am still learning how to fight on my own. Inside of me of I feel nothing I see nothing I am just figment of people's imagination through the looking glass of reality. --Angel-Blood
Written by Angel-Blood
Published | Edited 17th Nov 2016
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