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Om mee te kunnen praten op het forum dien je ingelogd te zijn.Nog geen account? 
Varamyr schreef:
het gaat om dit
en ja ik weet het is 13 reasons why based gericht
An eternal darkness,
Repleted with endless torture,
Surreptitious lies of silence,
And long lasting loneliness.This gloominess,
The same blackness,
Which had been comfortable,
With my body,
My entire life,
Was killing me,
Softly,
From inside.
The distance,
Between this abominable world,
Where mankind all over the universe,
Fuck up this environment,
And this cosmos,
So called Neverland,
Where lost boys and girls,
Can hide themselves,
In Mother Nature,
Was beyond minuscule,
And it made me,
Questioning myself,
Was I even human?
But there you were,
And suddenly,
An insignificant beam of light,
Came trough my window,
As a consequence,
That I,
Lived no longer,
In cimmerian isolation.
A dream,
Though,
A wild fantasy,
And an unrealistic hope,
Of having someone,
Who could fulfill my loneliness.
How did it feel,
To embarrass me,
In public?
How did it feel,
To abuse me,
As if I wear nothing,
but miles and miles of skin?
And how does it feel,
To be the jerk,
Of this whole fucking eternity?
Take away,
This mask of flesh and bone,
Take away,
This evanescent one-sidedness,
And see me,
For not only a denouement,
But also,
For my depth of soul.
het gaat om dit
en ja ik weet het is 13 reasons why based gericht
An eternal darkness,
Repleted with endless torture,
Surreptitious lies of silence,
And long lasting loneliness.This gloominess,
The same blackness,
Which had been comfortable,
With my body,
My entire life,
Was killing me,
Softly,
From inside.
The distance,
Between this abominable world,
Where mankind all over the universe,
Fuck up this environment,
And this cosmos,
So called Neverland,
Where lost boys and girls,
Can hide themselves,
In Mother Nature,
Was beyond minuscule,
And it made me,
Questioning myself,
Was I even human?
But there you were,
And suddenly,
An insignificant beam of light,
Came trough my window,
As a consequence,
That I,
Lived no longer,
In cimmerian isolation.
A dream,
Though,
A wild fantasy,
And an unrealistic hope,
Of having someone,
Who could fulfill my loneliness.
How did it feel,
To embarrass me,
In public?
How did it feel,
To abuse me,
As if I wear nothing,
but miles and miles of skin?
And how does it feel,
To be the jerk,
Of this whole fucking eternity?
Take away,
This mask of flesh and bone,
Take away,
This evanescent one-sidedness,
And see me,
For not only a denouement,
But also,
For my depth of soul.
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