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If I let myself forget the doubt, I will speak to You as if I believe.

There's this place between sleep and awakening and it tells you things you never knew.

Two girls break under the hands of a monster.

Everything we are is now.

We never had a fairytale.

And still more to go...

His broken heart and broken mind...I hold them even though I don't want to.

And I've been left to suffocate on what remains.

You think you're in so much pain.

The torture of childhood doesn't matter anymore. Get over it.