
Now, how does it feel? knowing your barely alive
See through bloodshot eyes, your left empty inside
There I was, strung out and drug through the mud
I must agree, you're just like me.
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OOC: Recap?
IC:
What I feel like: Unwanted
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And when you die,
I won't be at your wake
No eulogy from me,
Just a smile on my face.