i'm really smart enough to know what's gonna happen next. i just don't bother to go there. i am not afraid. that's what scares me out. i don't know where the scary boldness brings me to but i do feel there's a deep hole in my heart and it needs to be filled with. unless it's down, the restless will not end. i need to be saved. there's a sound around my ears: god help those who help themselves. how long should i suffer from this and where's my angel who put to end of all this?
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