you spend a certain amount of time around people, you get your heart b r o k e.
treachery, hypocrisy, the promise of love.
look into the mouth of a person and you'll find l i e s wriggling there like maggots waiting to grow wings.
the world has gone mad.
a man could kill from sunup to sunset and still his work would NEVER be done.
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