I struggled to wash the blood off my flesh, the guilt overbearing my sight while the tears threatened to stream out of my pitiful eyes. I’m not a violent dog, I don’t know why I bite? Apologies won’t fix my mistakes, forgiveness would be earned the day I died. Would you love me? But No would be repeated, I sit in silence and drown in my despair, hoping to be saved another day. Please don’t go, I may beg and sob. But that’s their waste of time.. I’m sorry wouldn’t be enough. I’ve saved others, yet who would save me? I’ll always be a monster in their eyes.. why?
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Eu sou uma pessoa horrível pra chora, mas eu chorei escutando isso