but with no one else
i'm battling my self .
it's a scary battle
because
which ever wins
decides my health
decides my life
and decides my self worth
i really don't have that.
i rooting for side
i'll let you guess which one it is
it's killers side
I wanted to freed from this horrid world
then i can be the one on get's the last word
the one to last laugh
nor those demons who live
upon my head
let them rot
in the depths of hell
nor shall none of them speak
of The Girl Who Became Weak
^retro
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