Misanthropy..
I don't know how to start.
I've been out from it for too long. Out from life itself.
I don't know how to act, I'm not human anymore. I don't count.
The sadness I bring myself by my constant presence, is too freakin' hard to explain.
Misanthropy is my new name, and I don't know how to erase it.
I've been out from it for too long. Out from life itself.
I don't know how to act, I'm not human anymore. I don't count.
The sadness I bring myself by my constant presence, is too freakin' hard to explain.
Misanthropy is my new name, and I don't know how to erase it.
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