March 2012
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All alone.
Too be honest, I may be a hero, but as a hero with no one to even cherish or love. To witness or kiss, to caress their cheek. I feel like I am no one, no one at all. As if I had not even a small right, to kiss another or even have a family. I am no hero, I am no one. No one at all. I have fallen, slit my veins, became a drug addict and what have I received in return? Not even the simplest of...
