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Born into darkness

Born into darkness

Since I was a child my mind was fucked.
Ask yourself what happened to the kid that grows in the dark? With no heart or thought for his safety with no thought or idea of self love only self loathing depreciation. 

He grew to have a mind like terminal cancer He can’t cure it no one can.
Everything he loves will eventually leave him he rages but can’t change shit his will is too weak his confidence so low he can’t speak. 
He dreams one day he’ll be respected and loved despite never knowing the feelings of either. Ask yourself how do you miss something you never had?
The same way your born as a child having love for the ones around you

He was born with only darkness,rain clouds and dissatisfaction for self.
He was born to the best of the worlds creations (Audra) but when birthed was soaked in sin. She tried her best and for most it would’ve sent them soaring to heights never seen by a human being.
But for him it just bounces and reveals his true sense of self meaning.
Whilst his mother’s soul gleams his only serves to demean his feeling of self-worth
It makes him feel worse like he was cursed from birth to be the worst created by the best though his mind and soul can never rest.

He feels depressed and stressed that everything he feels is exaggerated by his own self exile from a regular existence.

Rest in paradise to the boy they were all cruel and cold to all because it gave them something to do.

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