They say the eyes are the window to the soul,and when you look into mine what do you see?Do you see the emptiness that lingers from the past?Or the scars of not being worthy in someone else’s eyes?
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✨ The Masochist ✨
I’m a masochist to my own demise,with these broken fragments from my childhoodlashing out as they plague and torment my mind.