My hands are cold from the exposure to bitter air.
My lips burn from the kiss of cannabis.
My feet are filled with tension.
My stomach eats nothing but guilt.
My mind- I can't seem to know how it feels, or if there's anything inside it but a Jackinthebox.
I lost the touch of love a long time ago. Too many people had too much power, so I had to learn something; sometimes, you just have to play the role of a fool to fool the fool who thinks they are fooling you.
As easy as it sounds, all of the joy and happiness I thought I once had transformed into insanity and bitterness. I don't smile, but I laugh. Then it hit me, I just can't feel. Nor can I recall a time when I did. I realized that I never felt what they call true love. At least that's what they say, but madness, as you know, is a lot like gravity, all it takes is a little push. 184Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKLd8h7Gsyq
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