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A personification of my runaway train

When I look,beyond my prison cell, I can only see, the cemetery.

Have you ever felt too lost to find your way back?

short

a quickie hehehe

it's long, but please give it a try.

Tell me, how can I win against myself?

For the person who fucked up my life.

Nonsense... that's all I can say.

I walked on the street, with my bare, tired feet. All I can smell are polluted, stinky wells. All I can hear, are long forg..