Why am I crying? I feel like the world turned it's back on me. I can't find my place. I'm looking out the window and watch that everybody lives their life and a thought slips into my mind. Do I even exist? I can see my breath in the cold air, my heart is beating, a feel the pain, but I'm not alive. My past is haunting me, the betrayals I had to tolerate and I'm tired of smiling through the pain. My heart is cold and senseless. I just hope I won't be alone in the end.
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