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chocoate123
chocoate123
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Questions, questions, questions, why do you ask so many questions. When the questions you ask aren't even the thoughts you think, you push me to the brink. The brink of falling, falling, falling, for something. Something you can't, won't, didn't provide, absolutely. Absolutely blind to your disease, how am I the only one who can't see the monster that lives deep inside? Inside where your monster hides, I think we play well together, that is why.

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chocoate123chocoate123over 10 years agoAuthor
thanks

thanks guys for your feedback, it means a lot to me, truly

LesseloovesPeterLesseloovesPeterover 10 years ago
here's some questions for you...

Why can't you accept that someone is genuinely interested in learning about you? Why can't someone be fascinated by that monster? Why is being accepted fully a hard thing to believe?

Oldbear63Oldbear63over 10 years ago
I really liked this, Chocolate

I tried to read it for meaning first. Then just read it. Then read it very quickly, except for the last line, and that's how I liked it best.