I'm here. Covered in white. With war wound, like a war bride. They don't heal. They tear up more and more. Leave bigger scars than they should. I don't know. Nothing's right, nothing's wrong. My self-confidence is kind of low. Maybe it's time. But there is you. Naybe you will put me through. i don't know.
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