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There'is no way Im in hell I fell crashed and never got rescued to the point where there's no view of life existing here i hate him he's my love and I'm not his ! I would do so much for him to love me but all he does is call me a thousand times A day to not say a word becus it doesn't matter as long as we're on the phone and my conversations never receive a reaction or an attempt of entertainment I hate it I'm lonely closed into nothing to hold on to becus I miss u and I picture the image until I'm not even irrelevant again no character in his veins vanishes from today yesterday tomorrow it's all the same tears of faith or years for this same crave but I won't wait or forever in my head is where I have to stay the best life i dream is where I escape and wonder to position my self in shoes of others when I see it how I would like it to play dreaming to smile for another day