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Sweaty Tuesday nights. If you're dedicated it includes Thursday nights. And this night is without the band entourage, girlfriends, hang-er-on-er-ers!

The stench he left me in started to become bearable a little bit more as the days passed. My brothers body was the tell tale sign days were passing in this space of darkness. The composing body slowly decayed in front of me, I have nothing left inside to cry for him. He did not deserve any of this, non of them do especially because of me. I let my head hang with the rest of me, the hunts man decided to tighten my chains so I could not move away from my brother. I stared into nothing wondering how to end it all without taking part, I could not care about escaping. There is nothing left to escape for anymore, the thought of returning to my family now disappears slowly with my brothers skin. I began to throw up once more and tried to tilt my head so I would choke on it.

A country trap boy was what I seen White tee’s and white forces the freshest on the team Got Jammed up and I left you is what was said..

One What is it you are seeking In some other heart That you could not find in your own? Two Mirror, mirror on the wall

Alone, in a whispering home. A release of thought, and emotion is felt. What worth do we have in one another’s’ hearts?

16 Losing myself in someone else Losing myself in something less than what I deserve But damn it feels so good Even when it feels like hell