I tried to take it off my mind. I tried to forget it using all the methods someone could have ever imagined. However, it is still inside me. Not a single drop of it is out. Had I known it would be this bitter, I wouldn't have tasted it. I wouldn't have tasted it at all. Sometimes, I just hate being here...
- So much more dismay in empty eyes.
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