You hate me and because you truly deeply hate me I need go into survival mode on and off because you hate me I need to lead the life in a full mode of a control.
You hate so you need to hurt me over and over again while I still lovingly care ?
You hate me so I need to loose and delete my life that not sure when it last existed to be truly in my real eyes and mind.
Far away from the haunted home where being yourself never was a norm. Inside the home where playful games took place and devasted the level of your health.
It's where I come from and look I have these best mind to still go on oh I love life but from the perspective of my own
I heal myself I healed another time to move on.
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Darkos
Human : painter, digital art maker, sound composer, poet, writer, qigong healer & trainer
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